Michael
*The young man after a few moments of scanning his surroundings would catch movement just out of his peripheral. Lucrum would dismount his equine and approached. He didn't know whether to stay hidden or to make his presence known just yet. . .*

*As he came closer he'd come to the realization it was a young maiden. He'd keep his guard up however from prior experiences as he makes his presence known. She seemed to be an elf and from was he could infer a relatively smaller one. . . What was she doing out here alone?*

*He realizes now being a dozen feet away. . . It would be an odd occurrence if she had spotted him and possibly mistaken whim for trailing her. . . So in doing so, Lucrum had the wise idea of making a entrance! Why not? He thinks hastily about making his first impression. Leaning against the trunk off a tree and crossing his arms. . . He gives himself a mental high-five at his creativity, as he clears his throat loudly. Trying his best to not laugh at himself*

"It seem like your very in-tuned with nature. . ."
**He pushes his glasses back**
James
The clair-skinned fae elf was blissfully unaware of the young male near her. She was too busy appreciating nature and the color green until it was too late.

When she heard the throat clear and the masculine voice, she kind of froze and got startled in her mind. And kind of out of her mind too, judging by how her pupils shrank rapidly as she realized she wasn't alone.

Still, she did her darn best to try and not sound rude as she replied, although she unwittingly let out how surprised, and at the same time, timid, she as.

"I live here."
Michael
*He raises his eyebrows in intrigue. A moment of silence fills the air as he thinks of something to retort with. He snapped his fingers in concern*

"But— There is no city here?. . . No houses?— Wait, what is place called? . . "
*He drops his arms placing them to his sides. As he approaches the lady, he does his utmost to be casually. Seeing as he had just appeared and started a conversation*
James
"Uh... M-mister, actually. There is." Lyra nervously replied, trying to crack a grin.

The fact she didn't have her Mom to do most of the talking was making this very awkward. As in, more awkward than necessary. But she'd try to put a bit of effort into the talk.

"T-The name of this place is Ombu."