Kazami wanders through the marketplace, out of armor, snagging an apple and tossing a coin in the direction of the vendor. He eats it as he roams, wandering and wondering at the same time. It's a peaceful place, for now, he believes. Perhaps it's time to join his brotherhood outside of Fleischheim? Maybe...
He finishes the apple, tossing it over his shoulder, and sighs, hooking his thumbs into his belt. By pure chance, he spots a young girl, an Easterner like himself, alone in the crowds. She looks a little down. He watches her for a moment, then turns around.
Once he is properly armed with a pair of sweet buns, he makes his way towards Yuri. "Ho, there." He grins and kneels, offering a roll to her. "This isn't a place for one such as yourself to be alone, child."
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He finishes the apple, tossing it over his shoulder, and sighs, hooking his thumbs into his belt. By pure chance, he spots a young girl, an Easterner like himself, alone in the crowds. She looks a little down. He watches her for a moment, then turns around.
Once he is properly armed with a pair of sweet buns, he makes his way towards Yuri. "Ho, there." He grins and kneels, offering a roll to her. "This isn't a place for one such as yourself to be alone, child."