[Another calm face is this one...even if, in reality, he's anything but.
Arms folded over his chest, he listens to the rest of the explanation as told by the fascinating creature. He's carefully taking in each and every word, green eyes never leaving her face. According to the--currently still unnamed--female...moogle (well, that's what she'd called herself, anyway), all of his former abilities were gone.
She hadn't needed to tell him that, honestly. Shun had already felt...different, upon waking in this place. His thoughts take a somewhat bitter sense of irony as he realizes it's almost as though he's been sent back in time. To think it took him being spirited away...from home to b-]
...!
[He's snapped from his thoughts. The female moogle even looks surprised- but, well, she had been hovering not far from his head. She gives a surprised, squeaked out "k-kupo?!"
As he hears the "excuse me", Shun's already in the process of turning to look at the person. The older woman is given a soft blink, at first, in response. He attempts to ignore the feeling of disappointment at it not being a familiar face, though he'd already figured (the voice had already done him as much, after all).
He starts to reply to the woman, before hearing the moogle's apologetic "kupo". He finds it to be an interesting habitual word. Shaking his head, Shun offers the creature a polite smile -- obviously out of habit, rather than being genuine.]
It's bound to happen, considering how crowded this place is.
[Shun's moogle appears to pep right up, before flying right over to the young woman's moogle. Lifting one paw, in greeting, she offers a rather friendly "hello!"
Shun decides to leave his moogle to that; instead, glancing back to the woman with a curious tilt of his head.]
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[Another calm face is this one...even if, in reality, he's anything but.
Arms folded over his chest, he listens to the rest of the explanation as told by the fascinating creature. He's carefully taking in each and every word, green eyes never leaving her face. According to the--currently still unnamed--female...moogle (well, that's what she'd called herself, anyway), all of his former abilities were gone.
She hadn't needed to tell him that, honestly. Shun had already felt...different, upon waking in this place. His thoughts take a somewhat bitter sense of irony as he realizes it's almost as though he's been sent back in time. To think it took him being spirited away...from home to b-]
...!
[He's snapped from his thoughts. The female moogle even looks surprised- but, well, she had been hovering not far from his head. She gives a surprised, squeaked out "k-kupo?!"
As he hears the "excuse me", Shun's already in the process of turning to look at the person. The older woman is given a soft blink, at first, in response. He attempts to ignore the feeling of disappointment at it not being a familiar face, though he'd already figured (the voice had already done him as much, after all).
He starts to reply to the woman, before hearing the moogle's apologetic "kupo". He finds it to be an interesting habitual word. Shaking his head, Shun offers the creature a polite smile -- obviously out of habit, rather than being genuine.]
It's bound to happen, considering how crowded this place is.
[Shun's moogle appears to pep right up, before flying right over to the young woman's moogle. Lifting one paw, in greeting, she offers a rather friendly "hello!"
Shun decides to leave his moogle to that; instead, glancing back to the woman with a curious tilt of his head.]
May I ask you something?