[While it is a bit strange that this stranger is a bit too friendly, he doesn't say a word on that. Instead, he decides to be a bit nicer than usual. Astralin firmly shaking his head, before he pulls it away with ease. Hands slipping into his pockets now that he has a moment of reprieve. His eyes trailing over to the field adjacent to him, nodding his head.]

Astralin. Astralin Turnont.

[There's a moment that fills the room, and he brushes some of his hair back as the wind blows in their direction now. His eyes trailing back to Seimei once he takes in the setting around him. A bit overwhelmed at everything that's happened, but he tries not to let it bother him too much.]

This place is... Strange. Everyone is far too kind here, and I just admit, it is strange.