/ @aid-lombard❅
The various stores catch her attention quickly; there’s just so much to see, so little money to actually buy anything - it’s not like she can buy anything, anyways, giving her own struggle with her so-called phone and its currency and whatnot. So Mia limits herself to see through the stalls.
This one fair she’d come across from - it had caught her attention more than anything else. It was unique in that there things that felt like home; that was comforting. Whether she could ever get out, go back or not, was a matter that she will resolve one day. For now, this is the closest she’ll get to a taste of Weyard.
“Oh, this is all so nice! Those clothes look very nice, maybe I could try finding a spare? Or maybe that, too. Perhaps if...” ah, ah, she’s mumbling to herself, but it’s hard to blame her with how excited she is. Next to her there seems to be someone struggling, though - and that’s something she can’t ignore. So she approaches the stranger.
“You seem trouble. Is everything alright?”