The people of Leronde had become familiar with the strange woman who walked it’s streets, perhaps the most proper term being ‘limping’. The first few days they’d offered assistance but the proud look on her face implied she would have none of it. Each day she met a new human, and now one who seemed a bit more colorful in their clothing.
"Hm? Ah, thank you." Milla replied, one hand resting on the wall in pause, ignoring the spiral of pain shooting up from her leg to her hips.
"Leia, is it? I’m Milla. It’s nice to meet you, as well." Normally human pleasantries had been unfamiliar but time spent with so many humans had taught her the necessities of it.
"Of course! Nice to meet you Milla!" Leia smiled as she spoke to the other female. Leia couldn't help but feel as though this woman was from a whole other world-- but was that even possible? There was no other world besides Rieze Maxia... right? Shaking her head a little bit, Leia had noticed how the woman seemed rather determined but yet weak.
"Do you need help, Milla?" She asked wanting to be nice with offering a helping hand. Though Leia could only guess that the woman might not take it as a sense of Pride might overwhelm her instead.
