[The face she pulled at the mention of a parasite hive that people apparently came out of was somewhere between confusion, bafflement, and mild disgust.]
Right- Hey!
[She tried to reach for the paper the man had snatched from her hand, though that just ended with her uselessly waving her hand in the air. Goosebumps immediately broke out on her arm as a cold wind blew through the alley, and she pulled her arm back, holding it close to her chest so she could avoid the cold some. Shit weather for a shit day, what a combination.]
[She pouts slightly, arms crossing and glancing down, not quite deciding if she was being petulant or just frustrated. She looked up again at the sight of a scars in her peripheral, now surprise on her face rather than teenage petulance. She looked back and forth between the man and the scarf being held out towards her.]
Th.. Thanks.
[He wasn't weird - okay, he was weird but not like a bad weird! She could deal with normal weird. And she liked to think her gut feelings were pretty accurate when it came to gauging if other people were trouble, and she wasn't getting any hostile vibes from this guy. She took the scarf, pushing herself off the ground as she put it on, patting the dust off her back and thighs. She just made another face at the dirt and grime now covering her hands again though.]
My name's Rosa, by the way.
[She knew she should be worried that she was following some random stranger about a town she'd never been in before, but at this point she'd take anyone to show her the ropes in this exceptionally strange place.]
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Right- Hey!
[She tried to reach for the paper the man had snatched from her hand, though that just ended with her uselessly waving her hand in the air. Goosebumps immediately broke out on her arm as a cold wind blew through the alley, and she pulled her arm back, holding it close to her chest so she could avoid the cold some. Shit weather for a shit day, what a combination.]
[She pouts slightly, arms crossing and glancing down, not quite deciding if she was being petulant or just frustrated. She looked up again at the sight of a scars in her peripheral, now surprise on her face rather than teenage petulance. She looked back and forth between the man and the scarf being held out towards her.]
Th.. Thanks.
[He wasn't weird - okay, he was weird but not like a bad weird! She could deal with normal weird. And she liked to think her gut feelings were pretty accurate when it came to gauging if other people were trouble, and she wasn't getting any hostile vibes from this guy. She took the scarf, pushing herself off the ground as she put it on, patting the dust off her back and thighs. She just made another face at the dirt and grime now covering her hands again though.]
My name's Rosa, by the way.
[She knew she should be worried that she was following some random stranger about a town she'd never been in before, but at this point she'd take anyone to show her the ropes in this exceptionally strange place.]