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The Adventurer. Eorzea’s Champion.
Nerida didn’t have anything against the man personally. In fact, she took great delight in peeking around the corner at his fluffy ears and tail, imagining how wonderful it would be to pet them, but then thinking perhaps that would be a violation of personal space.
The important question was, why was he here?
She had a mind to approach him, but hesitated, staying beneath her cover in the sands of The Burn with her sights trained on him from a distance. She remembered the conflict in Castrum Meridianum. And she didn’t want the axe to be turned on her as well. But... would it be wise to stay hidden?
She was Garlean of course--committing the crime of simply existing to some folks in addition to being formally part of the XIVth legion--to stay hidden and be found out later would seem awfully suspicious. It would be best to let him know she was there, at least.
From over the dune, she flashed a bright red light, flickering to try and get his attention. Whensoever he looked over in her direction, she would raise her arm from under the white tarp and give him a wave.