Creating a little tunnel for her to avoid incoming passersby, he figured they would outwait the masses rather than squeeze themselves to a more isolated area. Unwilling to let her question go unanswered, he nodded in agreement. Everyone's chatting made it quite difficult to hear, otherwise.

"How about a little deal, my Lady? For I am awfully curious about something..." In that moment, applause erupted from the theater and within moments waves upon waves of guests spilled out to disperse along the once emptied street. +

Was that it? Was it a characteristic of his advanced age? His brows narrowed briefly, illustrating his dissatisfaction. It just seemed awfully inconvenient for another not to be in the picture. Her offer made him lighten up a little, brought a curious shimmer back to jaded eyes. +

Snuggles.co No worries at all! The muse comes when it does, so take your time 💙

I'd rather they know than live in ignorance." Only mistakes were repeated that way and he was not one to let that happen. "If you'd like to hear the rest inside, I won't stop you. It is entertaining an experience at least. I didn't intend to sour your stay, my Lady."

He wasn't quite sure whether her question highlighted differences found within their origins or simply personal approach. "Would you not talk to a stranger about recent events? Common knowledge and history, I seek to share with whoever will listen. But perhaps that's just me. +

As a young man I visited them frequently and often wondered what truth lay behind the narrative. Now that I can be certain, I'm sickened."

longer than usual. "You must come from a place more developed than this one... For these plays serve not just as entertainment, but also a way to relate news. Grasping the entire story may be difficult to some - especially those yet illiterate. +

Intentions become second to a disguise. Could that be the mystery behind the mask~?" Once again, he stopped himself there, but a little poking for the truths of the world he could rarely resist. New tobacco inserted into his pipe, he let the earthy fumes sit in his lungs, just a little +

A small smirk creeped onto hazel lips, bidding frown lines to farewell. He wanted to continue to appear as furious as he was on the inside, but found himself unable to. "Truly they do not. There are many souls akin to invisible spectres pulling strings unseen by the naked eye. +