Possibly too much and Val's stopped trying to make sense of it all about three blocks ago. Fortunately, it's not the first time that she's ended up somewhere odd; Val takes it with as much grace as she's able.
Currently, that means wandering through the festival with her arms tightly crossed over her abdomen and wide-eyed staring in every direction all at once. She should be asking questions. She should be taking notes. Gods above, she really should be writing some of this down, but her mind is going too fast for that.
She catches sight of him just before he calls out. A small part of her tension uncoils when she sees the horns. Not Xaela, but that's more than fine. He's still familiar, though she knows it's not just her memory being stupid that she doesn't actually recognize him. She hurries over, graceful and light on her feet enough to make weaving through the crowd look easy.
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Possibly too much and Val's stopped trying to make sense of it all about three blocks ago. Fortunately, it's not the first time that she's ended up somewhere odd; Val takes it with as much grace as she's able.
Currently, that means wandering through the festival with her arms tightly crossed over her abdomen and wide-eyed staring in every direction all at once. She should be asking questions. She should be taking notes. Gods above, she really should be writing some of this down, but her mind is going too fast for that.
She catches sight of him just before he calls out. A small part of her tension uncoils when she sees the horns. Not Xaela, but that's more than fine. He's still familiar, though she knows it's not just her memory being stupid that she doesn't actually recognize him. She hurries over, graceful and light on her feet enough to make weaving through the crowd look easy.
(And short enough to duck when she needs to.)]
I like snacks.