07-07-2017, 11:50 AM
"There's sure a lot to look for... well..." Morgan pauses, smile not leaving her face as it turns sheepish. "If, well, you know what you're looking for...?" Despite the awkward delivery, Morgan rubs the back of her neck and she laughs. "I coulda phrased that better.
"Don't worry, we shouldn't be long here. I just need some Gridanian Grouse-Feather Quills. They hold up the best, after all." She nods, affirmingly. "Oh! And a notebook or two..."
The tiny Hyur's former focus seemed to wane as she flitted about in the bookstore. This place was dangerous for her.
Despite her wanderings, on occasion, Morgan's head pops up to scan the crowd for Quentyn. If she strays too far into the crowd or if he stayed too far behind, he can easily see a big wave and hear her chirpy voice. "Quentyn! Quentyn! Over here!" She smiles every time she meets his gaze.
This cycle continues for a number of minutes.
"Don't worry, we shouldn't be long here. I just need some Gridanian Grouse-Feather Quills. They hold up the best, after all." She nods, affirmingly. "Oh! And a notebook or two..."
The tiny Hyur's former focus seemed to wane as she flitted about in the bookstore. This place was dangerous for her.
Despite her wanderings, on occasion, Morgan's head pops up to scan the crowd for Quentyn. If she strays too far into the crowd or if he stayed too far behind, he can easily see a big wave and hear her chirpy voice. "Quentyn! Quentyn! Over here!" She smiles every time she meets his gaze.
This cycle continues for a number of minutes.