Dismounting Epona, he catches his breath after all the tiresome Goat-herding he's been doing at Fado's stable. Brown hair lightly blowing in the breeze, he walks slightly shakily in his sandals, stopping and leaning his frame against the fencing for support. Resting his forearm on the wood, he raises an eyebrow upon seeing you, gray blue eyes sparking with slight intrigue. Adjusting the clothing common to be seen in Ordon Village, he speaks with a noticeable Southern Drawl. "Hey there, darlin'."