<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">GM POSTING</span></div><div align="center">Tagging: Aiden</div><div align="center">NPC: Hiyrin (86 year old Drai'shok boy {Roughly 10-11 years old in appearance})</div><hr/><hr/><br/><br/>Hiyrin had no idea what the man had said, but based on the tone he used he assumed it was some form of appreciation. Being as young as he was, he hadn't ever really heard the Centos language, which was obviously a problem when it came to communication between him and the strange man-creature. His knowledge extended only to the written aspects, as forming the sounds needed to speak anything but the Drai'shok tongue underwater was nearly impossible.<br/><br/>Being a child, however, meant that his curiosities often overruled common sense. Wading out of the water until the waves lapped at his thighs he studied the man openly, eyes tracing contours where he knew the scales just<em>had</em>to be hidden.<br/><br/>Furrowing his brows, he tried to remember the words that he had learned in his eighty-six years of life. As he spoke, it was entirely clear that forming the words were a struggle for him in what was still basically an alien tongue to the child.<br/><br/>"Fl...Fly yoou?" To try and emphasize his point, he flapped his arms like a bird then pointed at Vael, curiosity clear in his eyes. There would be no doubt that he had seen what he had- if he managed to get his point across.