He was out of place. He should not be here. Whatever brought him back down to this part of the land was beyond him. After spending so much effort crossing over from the west and into east from along the mountains the first time, you would have thought the man had learnt his lesson. Alas, he was here, yet for one purpose and one purpose only - Eidolon. He smelt her lingering here and it was her scent alone that had made him be able to find the Lost Lake up on the mountain again. He was a lucky man to have found it. A lucky man to have found her. After his conversation with Inali, Bane was still at a lost. Broken, unsure, more unsure then he had ever been in his life....
His footing shifts. He keeps back, but those deep orange eyes search for her. Deep within her hollow, he would not see the blonde what woman, nor the child she had given birth to. Though he could not see it, Bane had been a lucky enough man to experience child birth again and again, year very year, though never taking pleasure in having any his own. Far too loyal of a man, far too lawful. He would have always and forever outweighed the wants and needs of others over his own, which likely had brought him to his dull existence now.
With so many faces gathered here, he could not bring himself to come forward. But a dark splotch in the backdrop, he would lift his head to the skies and sing out a small greeting to his little talkative friend. If anything, she could take comfort in the fact that he was here, if it would give her such feeling.