The look of curiosity from the young man follows you as you move to regurgitate your food. It's as if he's watching your move... watching and waiting for an answer...

His eyes stay on you while you introduce yourself and explain your plan. While he may not be entirely satisfied with your answer, which showed on his face, he nodded his head to say that he was willing to go with your plans. His eyes, however, still linger on your person and even give you an entirely confused and disgusted look as you start painting his face with mud.

Was this part of the plan? Because it doesn't seem to have worked. His face might have had runes painted on them, but without invoking them properly, carving them or using a galdr, they didn't achieve the desired effect.

Despite the clear disgust at having mud on his face, the man is willing to trust you enough to accept your jacket. The effect of the jacket made the man smile somewhat in your direction. "I-I think so." He tries to grab onto your arm in an attempt to lift himself up to a proper standing position. "Cl-Clark. Just call me Clark." While the rune might not have worked, it's clear that the level of trust between the two of you has grown, even if it's by a bit.