<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">Faden walked along with the band, enjoying their casual banter, until the natural gait of the procession took the others further ahead with himself and Vas trailing behind. He leaned in closer as they walked side by side, as Vas spoke to him quietly and he smiled curiously while a gentle crease formed across his forehead. His pace slowed as he turned to look to the guitarist and he pushed his hat back further on his head to keep the brim of it from bumping into the taller man's face as answered Vas' question with a question. <br/>
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"Do you read auras?" He asked as his smile broadened. In Sedona, the practice wasn't so rare given the city had grown up around its New Age residents and visitors but in other places, it had never gained much in the way of creditable reputation or had simply died away after the trend had crested and declined. Black Rock City, however, was another story all together, it drew the sort of patronage and denizens that open to a myriad of beliefs and practices. To hear Vas mention his aura and that he had felt didn't come as a shock, but more of a really pleasant and welcome surprise.<br/>
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On the heels of his question, and before Vas could answer, Faden reached behind his companion to rest his hand lightly on the other's shoulder. It made keeping pace and closeness so much easier and their conversation would not suffer awkward positioning. His smile remained as he considered what Vas had said, following up his initial question with another. "Am I that loud? In a place as amazing as this," he scanned the area around them as they passed other citizens, artists, and performers, "I can't imagine I would stick out any more that anyone else."<br/>
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He stopped for a moment where an old man was crafting little totems from sweet grass. He picked up one in particular, a center spiral with a circumference of loops that made it look like a flower or sun, and in it's place he left the bag of cheese and crackers that had been given earlier. The old man nodded with a smile and Faden gripped his arm much like he had Vas' arm earlier. However, Vas' ability to see beyond the mundane physical gave him an insight into what was truly happening when Faden made the exchange. A splintering of orange light flashed through his energy field like light stippling through trees and left him to become absorbed by the old man. The exchange was brief, unnoticed by the man, and Faden took the totem and returned to Vas' side. He slipped his one arm back around his new friends shoulders and offered the totem.<br/>
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"It's a Taawa. Hopi sun spirit symbol in sweet grass. I saw it and I thought it suited you." Faden smiled warmly to Vas as he gave him a little squeeze. "We've fallen pretty far behind. I'm sorry about that, I tend to wander."</span></span>