Lenore's blissful in all the shops, enjoying her excursion even though she has to sharply restrain her spending to fit within the budget they've been provided. The wonders of Hayle dazzle her, lifting her mood. Even though she's suffered relatively little compared to some of her fellows, she's got reasons of her own for melancholy, and it's nice to be lifted out of it for a time, to pretend that she belongs in this dazzling place.

This stranger, meanwhile, couldn't look any less like he belongs here, and that makes her curious. Not a native, perhaps, though not one of the Summoned she's met yet.

"Waiting for someone?" she asks as she walks up, looking him over curiously. She doesn't actually think he's waiting for anyone, but he clearly looks like he's in need of some kind of rescuing.