Thalassa
In the back of my mind, I'm still overseas
"Unless she finds you first." There was a smile in her tone before she stepped up from one of the staircases to the docks below. When she appeared next to the pair, Thal had a pleasant grin on her face, fire twirling through her fingers as she glanced around at the strip of shops and cafes. It was almost charming if not for all the people. The small ones in particular looked like they existed purely to get under her feet.
The weather wasn't too bad, only a slight chill still lingering in the air, and the thick layers of her black clothing discouraged the cold from settling in her body. Regardless, the fire ensured her fingers stayed nimble in case of danger. It was also a great deterrent for any of the 'friendly' types, the glint of her daggers under her cloak acting similarly. All of that to say, Thal just shrugged her shoulder at the mention of the cold. "I think we can make do."
The weather wasn't too bad, only a slight chill still lingering in the air, and the thick layers of her black clothing discouraged the cold from settling in her body. Regardless, the fire ensured her fingers stayed nimble in case of danger. It was also a great deterrent for any of the 'friendly' types, the glint of her daggers under her cloak acting similarly. All of that to say, Thal just shrugged her shoulder at the mention of the cold. "I think we can make do."
