@moonlightwaltzes
His head was in his hands as he sat on a bench to contemplate the options he had right now. His walks had led him no where, and his ways of getting information were not working for him in the slightest. Given that his attempts were fueled by a small bit of rage considering his predicament? That may be the problem. He needed to calm himself down and focus on what needed done. He had to remember that these people were complete strangers. They had nothing to do with his past. None of them recognized him, so he had that going for him. Damn, how upset would his Ma be? ... Nah, that was the wrong word. She would just be disappointed.
He would eventually look up and catch sight of another. Her attire almost reminded him of some of the clothing from back home. He didn’t recognize her in the slightest, so he doubted she would be someone that could really help him. Not only that, but he was still peculiar when it came to asking a human for any sort of help. Asking for help in general was foreign to a guy as himself that normally found himself intimidating others rather than helping.
“Hey... you there. Dressed like a dancer,” he spoke as such an outfit is what he was reminded of. At least it worked back home. Whether it was true or not? Well, he was prepared to be thought of as rude anyway. Didn’t matter so long as he got answers, but... “You look about as lost as I am. Guessin’ you wouldn’t have much to offer me in terms of answers?”
