Sara was lost in her thoughts. People watching, but not really, as the faces slowly turned into one blurry mass. At the time of the plane crash she had left her glasses on the small table in front of her, them becoming yet another item lost forever. Not the biggest of the woman's problems, but one none-the-less. Definitelly, an inconvinience.
As such, it was no surprise that she had not noticed the tall, broad man that had approached. Sara turned her head to face him, replying in a hoarse, low voice. The noise in the tavern almost swallowed her words whole.
"My apologies, but I can not say that I have seen such a man. To be honest, "the old lady chuckled, that quickly turned into a slight cough, "I can not imagine anyone would recognize a man with such description." She then went for another sip from her drink, stopping when noticing the empty mug. With a quick glance, Sara appraised that getting attention from any of the barmaids would be close to impossible, so she just moved the mug out of her way.
"Doubt, though, I could help even with a more detailed description. These eyes do not serve me as well, as they used to."
As such, it was no surprise that she had not noticed the tall, broad man that had approached. Sara turned her head to face him, replying in a hoarse, low voice. The noise in the tavern almost swallowed her words whole.
"My apologies, but I can not say that I have seen such a man. To be honest, "the old lady chuckled, that quickly turned into a slight cough, "I can not imagine anyone would recognize a man with such description." She then went for another sip from her drink, stopping when noticing the empty mug. With a quick glance, Sara appraised that getting attention from any of the barmaids would be close to impossible, so she just moved the mug out of her way.
"Doubt, though, I could help even with a more detailed description. These eyes do not serve me as well, as they used to."
