[Goodness, look at everything! There are so many stalls, and there are so many wonderful sights and smells! She loved the outdoor market in her time, but there's something...
Special...
About seeing it like this. With Bakura by her side.
She stays close to him, making sure to walk confidently even still. Her eyes give her away, though; there's that wonder, that awe at where she is and what she's looking at.
Gods...
It's all so wonderful!]
Yes, sir.
[In Japanese, she would have called him "Sensei", but using a respectful title like "Sir" was close enough in Hieratic. She's desperate to use her mother tongue as little as possible.
Then she sees it.
There's a shawl, almost identical to Bakura's, except with a hood to cover the head.]
Ah...!
[She nudges him slightly, and points at the shawl.]
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Date: 2024-02-15 04:38 pm (UTC)Special...
About seeing it like this. With Bakura by her side.
She stays close to him, making sure to walk confidently even still. Her eyes give her away, though; there's that wonder, that awe at where she is and what she's looking at.
Gods...
It's all so wonderful!]
Yes, sir.
[In Japanese, she would have called him "Sensei", but using a respectful title like "Sir" was close enough in Hieratic. She's desperate to use her mother tongue as little as possible.
Then she sees it.
There's a shawl, almost identical to Bakura's, except with a hood to cover the head.]
Ah...!
[She nudges him slightly, and points at the shawl.]
Look at that...!