▸Children at the market... Tell me about yourself... Guessing someone's age...
It’s hard to miss a pair of horns like this woman’s. Legault’s sure he’s seen her beneath the monastery. Might not be a bad thing, getting friendly with a neighbor.
“You know, I really thought the kids up here would be a little better behaved. But would you believe it? On my trip to the market beside the school, it took hardly five minutes before there were little hands darting toward my coin purse.”
His own nimble fingers roll and twirl the thin handle of a teaspoon back and forth. He sighs softly.
“Kids these days...if they really need the coin then you’d hope they learn how to pick a better mark, mm?”
Perfect Teatime | Closed!
Freyja turned over to the man, raising her eyebrow curiously. "Is that so?" hadn't noticed it.. but perhaps maybe people don't really interact with her- shes apparently "large" and "scary". "People in need do whatever they can to get by... I cant exactly blame them" Freyja takes a quick drink of her tea.
"If it were me, I would love to help- regardless if they take the lessons or not" She gave a second chance to children in the past, and they hold their loyalty to her even after everything theyve been through. "No child should go through such terrible things..." Freyja finally mumbles, looking down at her cup with a small frown on her face.