[Dillon doesn't shy away from the power of Aslan's presence or his shape. He slows, with a kind of reverent caution born of focus rather than fear, eyes wide, drinking in the details even though he can't process any patterns beyond light.]
Hello.
[It's quiet and inadequate, but he says it without cringing or scrambling for something else. It is what it is.]
\o/
Hello.
[It's quiet and inadequate, but he says it without cringing or scrambling for something else. It is what it is.]