Edward
"We are honoured~"
*Present replies happily, smiling almost, though, given his small mouth's position behind and under his curved snout/forehead, it might be a bit difficult to see his full expression. Nonetheless, he appears quite pleased he decided to be of Few words during this encounter*

"It is a beautiful land~"
*He compliments, with a light, respective nod. His accomplice petite is not seeming so convinced, where Present would be one to allow him to get betrayed for the fun and adventure, otherwise seeking trust and friendship, Petite is one to try to avoid the entire charade in the first place*
*However, Petite does seem a little less wary. He stops hugging around his masters waist as much, averting his gaze from the two elves in what looks like an embarrassed manner, he scratches the back of his head too, and sits mostly off of his own support and power now. Petite tries to stifle his words, even as his mind overflows with questions and a thirst for answers, but he clearly can't hold it back for long, as he looks back up to the elf pair, a little shaky, and speaks*
"S- so... A- are there things that uh- th- that we ought to be aware o- of? Around here...?"
*He asks with an anxiety induced stutter and a sweet yet half panicked look upon his face*
Kenny
"Things?" Asked the male, perplexed once more, and the female patiently put a hand on his arm. "He means if there's anything they should be worried about. Predators. So much of the world beyond has them."

He still didn't seem to fully understand that, but nodded slowly. "Ahhh. Well. No, you have nothing to fear here, unless the rangers deem you a risk. Tread lightly, do not disturb the gardens." He gestured westward. "Things get bigger in that direction," And then east. "And the Islefield palace lies far to the east."

That last part about the palace seemed to come with some reluctance, as if the man feared it for some reason.
Edward
*It seemed only petite picked up on that part, that reluctance. His head immediately twists a few degrees to one side, and justifiably so, given that one can now see one of his draped yet rigid crescent ears flowing down behind his head. Yet, he doesn't say anything in response to the male elfs hesitating*

*Present doesn't seen to comment much either, he likes the information his partner is digging up, telegraphed by his turning of head to view his companion, and warmth of smile which Catches Petite's eye. His smile is much easier to see from the side, which is now the angle at which the elves would be looking at Present*

*The warm gesture captured Petite's attention, and he gained a slight tinge of competence to continue his lone of questioning, evident in the mitigation of his shivering*

"S- so... How do we remain... Er... *Not* A r- risk to the rangers?"
*Petite continues, his thoughts racing, and his worries escalate his anxiety once more*
Kenny
The pair of elves slowly began to descend down the hill, seeming to feel now that perhaps this alien pair posed no immediate danger to them. While the female clearly was the better thinking of the pair, it was the male who led the way, following a subtle but easy to see path among the tended agriculture all around them. The female held the elbow of the man as they walked, almost as if needing him for balance. "The rangers protect the lands. If you do not pose a threat, they will surely leave you unmolested," She explained courteously.

They wound their way closer until there were only several spans between them, and both of the elves smiled pleasantly. "Are you hungry?" The man asked, gesturing to a nearby bush with small clusters of blue and yellow berries. "These are called — well, in common I suppose it would be glowing balls, but we refer to them as *Pirisci*."
Edward
*As the female proclaims the supposed facts on the so called "Rangers", Petite would feel a shiver travel down his spine. He would make a mental note too. He was about to inform Present, but remembered that he was here to hear too. So he looks too him as if he's got something to say, but stifles it*

*In doing that, he'd see Present has taken back to looking at the elven Duo with his large, curious eyes. As they approach, they'd remark on an aspect of Hunger, a pie in which Present and Petite have no finger in*
"Ooh~ it'd be for taste alone, for us~"
*Present answers, again, in his usually vague and inconclusive mannerism. For taste alone implies many things, and Present doesn't speak any more in his answer aside from that. Unless prompted by more questions. Petite would crawl backwards a couple feet as the Elves approached, putting himself out of kicking range at least, whereas Present would remain and stare at the humanoids curiously*