Navigating the crush of the Avenue Otto keeps his eyes forward behind his red-lensed sunglasses. Its past mid-day and the sun is in its typically oppressive harshness - dust stirred permanently and dry. He notices the Elezen woman that has given him trouble with one of his friends and ignores her at first, lazily reading her sign and ignoring its contents at first. However after he repeats the message in his head, he gets an amused though as he turns back through the crowd and starts to work his way up against the flow to stand in front of her table. He places the small leathered box he had in his hand inside his inner coat pocket as he looks down to her squinting behind his glasses as he leans down to make a show up pulling up the sign from its hanging to read it carefully.
Otto regards the woman, he's forgotten her name but puts an air of familiarity as he speaks with her "Forget the rates. How can I help?"
Otto regards the woman, he's forgotten her name but puts an air of familiarity as he speaks with her "Forget the rates. How can I help?"
