Be our Guest (Taran)

Thumbelina and Taran stood outside the gate of her home.

"Well, this is it!" Thumbelina anounced and opened the gate.

"Coming?" she asked.

"I would not have come here if I did not plan to do so." he shook his head and followed her. "You appear to be alot more hyped for this meeting. The roles sure were reversed, were they not?"

Looking around he nodded. "Neat."

Thumbelina just shrugged and walked down the stone pathway to the front door, and entered. Thumbelina left the door open behind her and called the names of her servants.

"Wait here a moment." she said as she went to find her servants to inform them of her guest.

(ooc: sorry i was gone.. i was forced to go on a bikeride..)

((Oh It's fine, don't worry about it.))

Walking around the area, he found himself gazing at everything around him. From one perspective it was good to have a place to sleep in. Sitting down in a chair e leaned back, looking up.

Thumbelina returned from talking to the servants and found the boy sitting in a large armchair.

"There you are!" Thumbelina said as she walked forward to stand in front of him.

"I'm Thumbelina, by the way! But its fine if you call me Lina, since the whole thumb thing is a bit odd." Thumbelina suggested as she swayed side to side, as she often did, as if there was music only she could hear.

"That is an...interesting name. Like if it was out of a fairytale." he nodded, getting up and calmly following her. Raising an eyebrow at her actions he slowly prepared to talk. "What...are you doing?"

"Oh, sorry.. I was dancing in the village square before I... you know... ran into a stranger..." Thumbelina explained and stopped swaying.

"Come on," Thumbelina said excitedly as she pulled Taran up the stairs.

"So whats your name?" Thumbelina asked.

"That'd be me, am I correct?" he tilted his head to the side before shrugging. "Well, since you told me yours I suppose I COULD tell you mine. It's Taran. Taran Ruberson, but leave the surname out."

Walking, or better, being dragged after the girl, Taran could not stop wondering how strong she actually was. "Uh...Lina? You're hurting me. Not that I mind, really..."