[ It wouldn't be obvious, but someone's been keeping an eye on her for a little while. Not for the reason one would expect, though it's pretty clear that she's pretty and talented, but because Percival has been reading his book nearby at a shoreline cafe, and noting how she just... seems to be going and going.
It's concerning, even if he tries his best to just... mind his own business.
Once she finally finishes, his intent was to return back to his book, until he notes the grimace on her face and the way she leans against the building. With a small sigh, he gets up from his seat and approaches her. ]
Are you so desperate for silver, that you'd strain your body so recklessly? [ Yet, he offers her a glass of ice cold lemonade. ]
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It's concerning, even if he tries his best to just... mind his own business.
Once she finally finishes, his intent was to return back to his book, until he notes the grimace on her face and the way she leans against the building. With a small sigh, he gets up from his seat and approaches her. ]
Are you so desperate for silver, that you'd strain your body so recklessly? [ Yet, he offers her a glass of ice cold lemonade. ]
Foolish.