Jiao didn't like Deepfrost very much. The clothes were so...bulky and focused more on practicalities than the frivolous fabrics of summer, and she had never liked the cold. While it tended to be good for business, people noticing holes in their old warm clothing and coming to her for scarves, jumpers, hats, it was a time of personal grumpiness.
The cold wind had kept her up, sighing heavily at the ceiling as if it would stop the wind if it knew just how displeased she was. Of course, it kept blowing, so eventually she got up and decided to go for a wander, holding a cup of tea in her hands and dressed in warm blocky clothing. Earth tones. The kind of thing she would never let herself be seen in, but could be worn for a nighttime wander; her face bore no make-up either, making her look younger than usual.
Walking through the woods, she planned to loop into the Outskirts then back into the trees, hoping that the route would make her tired enough to sleep despite the breeze blowing in through her bedroom. Hands clasped around the clay mug she stepped out into the Outskirts, yawning.
The sight of a Luxere made her stop, watching the creature as she took a sip of her tea. She had always liked the Luxere, having respect for a being so beautiful all the time. If only she could master the art of glowing. It wasn't until a moment later that she noticed the voice singing, and finally matched it to a face when she looked towards Loren. A human, seranading Luxere? She didn't know they had known to do that.
As much as she didn't want to be seen, Jiao very much enjoyed both singing and the Luxere...slowly, she flitted over to where Loren was, her feet only a few inches above the ground; perching herself on a wall nearby (in the graceful way she always did, as if she had belonged there always) she asked with no introduction: "Where did you learn that song? It's pretty. But it doesn't sound like it's from around here."
JIAO
Even if I'll end up in shatters
Baby it doesn't matter
