Sahhe lowered his weapon finally convinced there was not in more particular danger at the moment, at least not from cannibals, the dagger almost seeming to disappear with a flick of the rest. "Well I've been tah a place you could call dry sands, also the big water, and the tall rocks, kid I've been a little bit of everywhere, as for the skin, yea I suppose I don't tan well, but it's no worry, it's one thing I've learned is skin color doesn't change a man, only his actions, yah know his doings..."
He almost felt bad for his bit of condescending mocking, but the boy had run into him and then claimed his hair was a dead avian creature, "Anyways uh I'm Sahhe by the by, I was wondering have you seen a big rock, sort of shaped like this," he draws his hands up into a triangle shape, "And many, many colors, like a rainbow?"