All anyone spoke of was visiting Rome and while seeing the city would have been cool, having lived in Europe for the first ten years of his life the idea of sightseeing was not something he did. If anyone talked about something a bit more exciting than walking around pointing at things he might have accompanied them.
Poi swung around him in a swirl of fire. The tails of the flame licked over Orion's bare skin as he brought the weighted end to tumble down his arm. There had never been a moment in his life where he had not found himself amongst flames. It felt too nice over him and with the loss of his father, Orion felt it brought him closer to the man- wherever he might be.
Turning around, Orion let the poi fall to the ground as he looked over the other. "Hey?" There was a question to his tone. Orion had seen the other in passing as Orion learned the ropes of what it was to perform in the Burning Palace, but the guy seemed off every time he was around. "Not going out on the town?" He offered with a sly smile.