A blonde man standing at 5'10" eyes the girl. He quirked a brow before walking his way over to her, dragging his heavy gothic black coat on his body, the tail of it lightly scraping the ground. "Hello, miss" He stated, making a clear initiation.
It was much too early for the homunculus to be above ground, even if the sidewalk did need sweeping (which made no sense considering the streets were made of dirt in the first place). But the sunlight did feel good on her skin and warmed her to the point that being awake that early was almost worth it.
Pausing her sweeping at the sound of someone calling her, Vanity's wine red hues focused on the blonde from behind their darkened shades. He definitely wasn't from Dublith. "Vanity, not miss. What can I help you with?" She asked with a tilt of her head, resting her hands on the top of the broom handle.