Her voice startles him visibly, like a jolt of electric current running through his slender frame. His head raises and turns over his shoulder to find her amber form descending the dunes toward him. Dark eyes take her in as he tries to digest her words, her suggestion much easier said than done to be sure. She continues to speak and his silvery ears prick forward to catch the dulcet tones of her voice, soft and soothing as if she were trying to console a child and yet he found they warmed his soul considerably. He can’t seem to help the slight smile that tugs at the corner of his lips as she realizes she had yet to introduce herself, seemingly horrified by it really, followed by her offer of assistance. Perhaps he shouldn’t have been so surprised that she thought she could help him, but then against she was a true stranger to the disheveled man so what more could be expected?

Straightening slightly he shifts his weight and turns so he can face her, the ocean breeze tugging on the white gray hairs that seemed to fly from all parts of his body. No matter how hard anyone tried they never could quite tame his unruly locks and due to his recent moods it was perhaps even worse than normal, if that was possible. “I am Ryker,” he says finally, his tones still rather boyish despite his age, “and I wish advise was so easily practiced, but some things cannot simply be walked away from.” He offers her a bit of a sad smile, trying not to be too sad in her presence for it surely seemed an improper use of such an attractive woman’s time.

For a moment he paws at the course sand, separating it into little piles before turning his deep blue and red flecked eyes back to her enamoring ones of silver. “ I hope whatever has kept you detained here was not too horrible, most find the ocean a welcoming place if only for a visit.” He had been out of the loop so to speak in his more morose state and didn’t realize under what terms she had come to be here. “But I would be glad of your help, seeing as you are kind enough to offer it. Anything must be better than what has been.” He bit back what would have been a visible grimace, her face flashing across his memory once more causing him to wonder if anything could ever erase what plagued him… and if he truly wanted to forget her.