❛Umm, well, yeah?
That’s right, my name is Misa.❜
Canting her head, lips part in the impeding loss for words that strikes her. As these trivial matters progress, this strange woman was glaring at her as if she’d just had her entire family insulted, or something kin in nature.
❛But what’s your point?❜
✕♕✕
Dainty digits grip loosely on hip,
brows continuing to furrow as lips begin to purse in response,
but not before features soften noticeably, perhaps it wasn’t as big of a deal as it truly was.
Foreign habits had always left the soldier on edge.
❛ιт'ѕ jυѕт тнαт ɴoт α loт oғ people reғer тo тнeмѕelveѕ вy тнeιr ɴαмe…❜
but that was besides the point, and the topic was dismissed with the wave of her hand.
❛Looĸ, ι'м тιred oғ ѕeeιɴɢ yoυ woɴderιɴɢ αroυɴd нere αloɴe, yoυ мιɢнт ɢeт yoυѕelғ cαυɢнт υp ιɴ ѕoмe тroυвle… Coмe oɴ.❜