[he's more than a little fidgety at the moment, his staff still lost and the wind not answering him even right by the door like this, and he keeps arching up onto his toes to get the burned soles of his feet some air, so he doesn't notice rosalia right away. and to be fair, he'd kind of been conditioned to not react to people walking by after 300 years of none of them seeing him.
the questioning sound gets his attention though, and he jerks upright to look her way, glancing around and behind him to check that there was nothing else she might have been distracted by.]
...Uh, can you see me? [maybe she's younger than she looks?]
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the questioning sound gets his attention though, and he jerks upright to look her way, glancing around and behind him to check that there was nothing else she might have been distracted by.]
...Uh, can you see me? [maybe she's younger than she looks?]