Hope turns her attention to Abaigeal and giggles a bit. "Law keeper? Mmmmm no. Not so much. He is a fan of watch lists. I'm glad ya find me funny though. No one seems to get me sometimes, so it is refreshing." Hope laughs a bit again, still looking at Abaigeal. "Oh? Is your dad a bit blue box of 'what-the-hell-are-you-making-me-do-this-for' too?"
Hope slips herself up onto a bit of a ledge and perches, watching as the Shy Girl tumbles and the Newcomer Cat Boy tried to catch her with somewhat disastrous. She quirks her lips a bit and flops herself back down from her perch after the dust settles. She takes a keen interest in the exchange between Aurelion and the one he calls Mtoto. She paces a bit before, tapping her chin with her index finger. When the mi'qote woman has descended into the darkness below she flops herself on the steps and lays backward on the ground in front of the entrance.
"Well that was certainly... intersting. Everyone okay back there?" Hope's cadences her query in a very sing song fashion, eventually pulling up a suitable blade of grass. "Who is the Newcomer again? And for that matter Mr. Miner, what the heck are you doing here?"
Hope idly plays a tune, using the blade of grass as a whistle, while she waits for people do be done with their reunions and explanations.
Hope slips herself up onto a bit of a ledge and perches, watching as the Shy Girl tumbles and the Newcomer Cat Boy tried to catch her with somewhat disastrous. She quirks her lips a bit and flops herself back down from her perch after the dust settles. She takes a keen interest in the exchange between Aurelion and the one he calls Mtoto. She paces a bit before, tapping her chin with her index finger. When the mi'qote woman has descended into the darkness below she flops herself on the steps and lays backward on the ground in front of the entrance.
"Well that was certainly... intersting. Everyone okay back there?" Hope's cadences her query in a very sing song fashion, eventually pulling up a suitable blade of grass. "Who is the Newcomer again? And for that matter Mr. Miner, what the heck are you doing here?"
Hope idly plays a tune, using the blade of grass as a whistle, while she waits for people do be done with their reunions and explanations.