[Ellie may or may not have seen newly arrived Heroes of Light doing stranger things than this, but. Well. She has to wonder if this one got dropped on his head in transit, because what the hell is he doing? She watches in mute and morbid fascination, and honestly, she could probably stare at him a while longer until she realizes that tears are brimming in his eyes.]
[She sighs heavily, pushing back one of her twin braids, and walks forward with a slow and casual stride so she doesn't wind up alarming him.]
What is it you are doing.
[There's a decidedly thick Germanic accent in her dusky voice, hinting at her place of origin (if she lived on Earth anyway). But her style of dress, with the heavy cloak around her shoulders and the sturdy leathers she's girded herself with, combined with the sheathed sword at her hip and heavy blacksmith's hammer strapped over her back, are probably indication enough that she doesn't hail from any modern society.]
You are panicking. Where is your Moogle? No one has explained this place to you yet?
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[She sighs heavily, pushing back one of her twin braids, and walks forward with a slow and casual stride so she doesn't wind up alarming him.]
What is it you are doing.
[There's a decidedly thick Germanic accent in her dusky voice, hinting at her place of origin (if she lived on Earth anyway). But her style of dress, with the heavy cloak around her shoulders and the sturdy leathers she's girded herself with, combined with the sheathed sword at her hip and heavy blacksmith's hammer strapped over her back, are probably indication enough that she doesn't hail from any modern society.]
You are panicking. Where is your Moogle? No one has explained this place to you yet?
[Tsk. This won't do at all.]