The tengu stared back, the moment passed on by, becoming somewhat awkward as she waited for the woman to speak. “ I can see that now.. that I’ve more acquainted to the room. “ She said, still glancing around. “ A utopia huh? I guess you could call it that. A strange utopia if I ever heard of one. “ She huffed out a short sigh. “ Uhh… I suppose it’s been evening. Probably around 7-8 pm. “ She answered the woman’s question.
The OL didn’t appear to have processed the tengu’s words correctly or alternatively she didn’t seem all that interested in them, neither did she seemingly catch on to her uneasiness. But the one thing she had caught onto was hearing the current time in which she had requested. In which a slump followed by an extended, alcohol-ridden, content-esque sigh of some variant as a reaction. Albeit the initial reaction may seem negative, a smile was creeping on her face.
“...Das good den!! More than good akt-hu-ally. Still gots me’a gooood few ours’ left.”










