His attention has been on Monty: the leaves are nice, but hardly strange to him. He likes that Monty stands out, that he is something new to find in a place that is new in its own right. Just when the shine might wear off--here is someone else out of place, who seems to realize they might as well make the best of it. There's always a best to be made of new places. They offer experiences, good or bad. Asra thinks, overall, this one will be good.

That attention--narrow, assessing--softens at the mention of a tour. Perhaps not a well-traveled young man, but keen on it. Curiosity looks good on anyone, but the dimples don't hurt.

"Why worry about that, when you have me here and now," he asks. It's the only way anyone has ever really had him, and it always sounds good when the here and now is just at its start. "And don't doubt the compelling nature of new people, in new places. Let them at least be interesting, if you're ruined for pretty."