Orion pushed his bottom lip up in an expressive shrug that he tended to use when his dry humour could not be understood through tone. "You'll just have to smile your way through it."
Starling for the puppeteer and the Rroma boy, Orion witnessed the doll move previously from afar and thought nothing of it since his cousin sat with Halle. The new unexpected movement moved him two feet off the blanket and into the sand. Narrowing blue eyes at the giggling blonde, Orion smirked and then started to laugh as well. His own sound low and self-conscious. The little quirks told of a very different person than the boy willing to chat with near anyone and seemingly always laid-back.