[ well, there's a familiar sound. it's not so much the eloquence as the confusion; having been here all of a year at this point, madoka knows a newcomer when she hears one. or sees one, for that matter - she's got grey skin, yellow eyes, and if madoka hadn't seen another one of these aliens way back when, she'd probably have assumed the changes had already gone through.

but even if she's an alien, that doesn't mean madoka can't help - especially if she's getting handed some of the less useful pamphlets. madoka approaches the girl through the crowd, antlers and clicking hooves making her stick out like a sore thumb, and stops a good few meters away. ]

Ehehe - they're a little hit or miss, aren't they? [ she brushes her skirt off, more out of habit than any need, and threads her fingers together as she speaks. ] Um - if you're new here, Miss, I can try to answer any questions...