It was with awe he watched those little smoke creatures dance and make trouble before they were swept away with the breeze. Riley had been at the Carnival now for what felt like ages though it was more like a pile of years. That sense of awe and wonder never seemed to leave. Once in a while he felt mundane around people like the Professor, though he knew his role was just as vital as the performers. Unlike many humans, Riley never treated anyone as if they were any different than anyone else or with any less respect. He was no better than the next person nor any worse.
“You have to teach me to do that,” he exclaimed brightly, mirth evident in the grin which split his face. The twinkle in his eye was one of mischief. Riley knew he would never be privileged to know how to do some of the more extraordinary things but that was alright. He had his own blessings and curses to deal with. None the less it was still so intriguing.
Not one to want to bother or disturb anyone, especially Professor Blackstone whom seemed always up to something important, Riley managed a friendly wave and took a few more steps onward in the direction he’d been heading. There was no where in particular he was going, yet the night was young and boredom was a hell of a thing to let overtake you.