people approaching from out of her field of vision has always been a pet peeve of hers, but the silk flow of words let the tension in her shoulders drop as she fully turned, heart-rate still a bit high, but bearable. the tap made her want to FLINCH, though. yoko held herself back as she turned to look at them, eyes blinking & ears open. had this person realized that she stared at the sleeping bag inside for too long while thinking about theft? ( though her worries were not really confirmed as a second question followed up right after. )
❛ o —- oh? yes, sure i can. what is it? ❜
The surprise in her is expected, but they still feel a tad guilty for having to resort to such measures. The matter was, more or less, trivial—something to be resolved with a good night’s sleep and a hard stare at their wallet. No turning back now, though! Two people’s inputs are much better than just one, anyhow.
‘...Imagine that you were to put neon lighting on your storefront. Which color would look more appealing: purple, blue, or both? Ah—I almost forgot. Please keep in mind that the store’s interior is mostly purple, with blue accents.’ They bite their lip as they speak; the problem sounds even more trivial as it comes out of their mouth! ‘I apologize if it doesn’t sound...urgent. I’ve lost a literal night’s sleep thinking about it.’
