[Mithos has just stepped out of the flower shop - he felt closer to his sister, taking in the familiar earthy scent and letting it tug him back to both memories that have been shelved in his mind for years and ones that are more recent additions. It was nice to see all of that green hidden from the dead outside world. He isn't used to seeing so much snow, having experienced only a few dustings until he traveled the world.
He pauses on his way to his next stop - the library - when he suddenly feels a presence that is unfamiliar yet very familiar at the same time. His eyes finally fall on the figure at its epicenter - a woman walking about the plaza. An instinctual burst of curiosity hits first, and he wants to walk up to her and ask so many questions, but...
He hesitates. Would she be excited to meet another half-elf? Or would she rather hide what she is? Finally, he settles on approaching with a more reserved demeanor.]
Do you need help with anything? [She looks like she's out running errands, after all.]
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He pauses on his way to his next stop - the library - when he suddenly feels a presence that is unfamiliar yet very familiar at the same time. His eyes finally fall on the figure at its epicenter - a woman walking about the plaza. An instinctual burst of curiosity hits first, and he wants to walk up to her and ask so many questions, but...
He hesitates. Would she be excited to meet another half-elf? Or would she rather hide what she is? Finally, he settles on approaching with a more reserved demeanor.]
Do you need help with anything? [She looks like she's out running errands, after all.]