There appeared to be so many things happening at once. Her eyes lingered on
Bastien as he responded to her, offering him an easy smile while he introduced himself – his hand finding his chest in the gesture. She nodded her head to him lightly. “
Pleased to meet you Bastien.” She said quietly, turning her attention to the gathered crowd and a strange woman approach it, dump the alcohol into it and chant over the fire about how they’re for remembering the dead. Her eyebrows raised briefly, and she turned to look back to Archebold and Bastien with a small shrug of her shoulders. “
Suppose that answers that?” She responded, looking back to the lanterns with interest.
She still refrained from touching them, but curiously she wondered what they meant. Did the one nearby her with the boats on it mean the person fished? Or did they simply like boats? However, she turned to look and see as others made more lanterns when she spotted Remi being rushed away. Her brows furrowed slightly and she hoped she was okay, but didn’t rush to do anything. It seemed as though there were enough people there to take care of him, and she didn’t need to get in the way. She’d seek him out later and see how he was doing.
So she turned her attention back to the crowd that was around her, offering them a kind grin, returning to Bastien’s earlier question. “
I, too, just arrived not long ago. Fell right on in.” She offered a kind laugh in response.
