[ He’s trying to not look as confused as he feels. Send a text? Call? Unfortunately he’s not as curious and adventurous as his sister, so the standard-issue yimo has gone largely unnoticed.
But his confusion is only amplified by the sight of Ilda’s post. There’s a hint of interest on his face, but he’s mostly baffled. ] What in the goddess’ name is she doing? And how—
[ She’s dancing, obviously. In some kind of weird... cape suit. Is it a tribal ritual of sorts? And how is she able to fit into that tiny, well, thing? ]
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But his confusion is only amplified by the sight of Ilda’s post. There’s a hint of interest on his face, but he’s mostly baffled. ] What in the goddess’ name is she doing? And how—
[ She’s dancing, obviously. In some kind of weird... cape suit. Is it a tribal ritual of sorts? And how is she able to fit into that tiny, well, thing? ]