He smiled back. "Over affectionate isn't a bad thing is it? Close quarters and friendship, it happens, or so I've been told."
Evander nodded and looked down, a little ashamed though there wasn't cause for it. "A slave. I was taken while coming home. I don't remember much from back then. They called me Diyari but I always held onto my own name or I think I might have forgotten it too. I was lucky though. The nephew of the ruler liked me, didn't let me go to the fields or be bought by someone who would mistreat me. When I wasn't being used, I got to spend my free time as I wanted, reading and learning."
He flushed just a bit after rambling like that. "Well I don't eat much and I can wear whatever I need to. I don't want to be an imposition either."