[ He pauses when hailed, though the young man coming from a man who looks about the same age as him does make Rhy quirk a brow, the corner of his mouth twitching with amusement. ]
Parks and...? [ He shakes his head. A park he can help with. The other thing... is a mystery.
As is the thing in the stranger's hand. ]
If you're not careful, someone will think you mean to sell them a badly-shaped paperweight. What is that?
[ He leans a little closer for a better look, curious. Nocwich is always dark in sky, but the streets are warmly lit and pleasant. In the lamps' glow, Rhy's golden eyes shine like embers. Maybe in a familiar hue, once glimpsed beneath a fiery mask. ]
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Parks and...? [ He shakes his head. A park he can help with. The other thing... is a mystery.
As is the thing in the stranger's hand. ]
If you're not careful, someone will think you mean to sell them a badly-shaped paperweight. What is that?
[ He leans a little closer for a better look, curious. Nocwich is always dark in sky, but the streets are warmly lit and pleasant. In the lamps' glow, Rhy's golden eyes shine like embers. Maybe in a familiar hue, once glimpsed beneath a fiery mask. ]