[The stare wasn't malicious, Zell, though of course he wouldn't know that.
Erskine doesn't get out into the city much. Usually he's holed up in the Midnight Hotel, for a plethora of reasons, but today's shopping trip had been unavoidable by virtue of the fact that he simply hadn't been able to find anyone to bribe into doing it for him. He's nearly done by this point, with a cloth shopping bag slung over one shoulder, when he spots the obvious Foreigner. The obvious new Foreigner.
The man who'd been staring at Zell is relatively normal looking. No spikes. No tail. There's the fact that he's in a three-piece suit and is almost unnaturally beautiful, but Erskine is obviously another Foreigner, not a kedan.
He recoils a little at the snap from the blond boy.]
Well I was going to ask if you need any help, but obviously you've got things well in hand.
[He's got an Irish accent, though Zell might not recognize it. And yes, that's a generous helping of sarcasm.]
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Erskine doesn't get out into the city much. Usually he's holed up in the Midnight Hotel, for a plethora of reasons, but today's shopping trip had been unavoidable by virtue of the fact that he simply hadn't been able to find anyone to bribe into doing it for him. He's nearly done by this point, with a cloth shopping bag slung over one shoulder, when he spots the obvious Foreigner. The obvious new Foreigner.
The man who'd been staring at Zell is relatively normal looking. No spikes. No tail. There's the fact that he's in a three-piece suit and is almost unnaturally beautiful, but Erskine is obviously another Foreigner, not a kedan.
He recoils a little at the snap from the blond boy.]
Well I was going to ask if you need any help, but obviously you've got things well in hand.
[He's got an Irish accent, though Zell might not recognize it. And yes, that's a generous helping of sarcasm.]
Have you at least been to the Welcome Center?