Tim looks down at you from atop his horse , a bit of a puzzled look on his face almost— he’s checking you out but more so to make sure you’re not suspicious or dangerous. His hands tighten on his reins before he speaks.

“Yer not from ‘round these parts?” He asks , blue eyes looking back at yours. His aura seems to be a bit unsettling but also comforting in a weird , confusing manner.