@adelha-mathilde
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It was the folly of mankind to ignore the subtle signature marks the universe granted them of the mortal danger around them. It was doubtful they would ever notice, even if the warning signs were blaring with hot flashing neon lights that spelled it out for them.
That was one of those 'hot flashing neon lights' signs of danger.
It was in the tight draw of his lips. The way his fingers curled into the palm of his hands. The coiling of his muscles ready to spring at a moments notice.
The vendor merely smiled, continuing his novice speech of the power of the hotdog and the pleasure it would bring to his tastebuds should he only allow his teeth to sink down into the freshly baked----!
Nai's eyes shifted to the sudden appearance at his side, an interruption that seemed ordained in saving the life of the ignorant human from what would have undoubtedly have become the most pathetic ending in the history of demise.
To the vendor? He didn't much care that the original focus of his attentions had not once acknowledged the attempts [like a cat, even the negative responses were critical to continuing the trade!]. Rather, he let up with pleasure that another had taken up the reigns, drawn by the power of his speech!
"Thank you, thank you, ma'am!" The man bowed, bowed again, "We have a wide range of a menu---"
On and on, but Nai's gaze had followed the stranger, turning on her heels and trudging in some direction that would eventually lead them away from the drudgery of daily meanderings of the town. He inclined his head curiously to one side, eventually turning to follow.
