[It's totally fine and normal. Like, whatever. She's found her way to town, probably she's going to eat at an inn or something. Travel long enough, and you learn to travel light. If you have to.
Point is, colors like those don't stay fresh and clean like that, unless they're: 1. New, which would indicate money, 2. Very carefully cleaned, which would also indicate money and the fussiness that comes with certain types of money, or 3. Magic, or something. Which is also money.
So Therion's been surreptitiously watching this dainty-looking girl for some time now. She kind of looks like she's never even been outside. The translucence of her skin, her off mannerisms--they all speak of not having been touched in any way by the filth of the world.
So. Money, money, money. Only the rich can afford to wall themselves in like that. And, even better, she should be an easy mark.
But he must have miscalculated or something, because when Therion "accidentally" bumps into her turning a corner, the rough impact knocks her further away than expected. She's lighter than he thought. Instead of snatching what seems like a book, he catches her arm instead and helps hold her up.
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Point is, colors like those don't stay fresh and clean like that, unless they're:
1. New, which would indicate money,
2. Very carefully cleaned, which would also indicate money and the fussiness that comes with certain types of money, or
3. Magic, or something. Which is also money.
So Therion's been surreptitiously watching this dainty-looking girl for some time now. She kind of looks like she's never even been outside. The translucence of her skin, her off mannerisms--they all speak of not having been touched in any way by the filth of the world.
So. Money, money, money. Only the rich can afford to wall themselves in like that. And, even better, she should be an easy mark.
But he must have miscalculated or something, because when Therion "accidentally" bumps into her turning a corner, the rough impact knocks her further away than expected. She's lighter than he thought. Instead of snatching what seems like a book, he catches her arm instead and helps hold her up.
Quick. Think of something.]
...Sorry.
[He lets go and steps back.]
You okay?