*Atmos yawns gently as he idly walks around the town, his large frame noticeable and obvious. The large, sizeable red dragon glances around, partaking in the casual sights he rarely peruses, seemingly enjoying himself.

He glances down to see you working fervently on a small garden. He seems delighted to have run into you, offering a gentle smile Good morning... Oh, did I catch you at a bad time?

Atmos looked almost-puppy-like in expression or stature. The lack of maturity and social awareness was definitely apparent-- but none of that mattered to him.