"Joz. Yes, nice to meet you, Miss Joz," he muttered as she stepped past him through the door. Her mouth was agape and Lolotaru remembered his own first visit to the Arcanists' Guild. It had been busier that day and the bustle of it all, the comings and goings of the learning and the learned had excited in him a similar reaction; he had stood for several long moments, mouth agape, wishing his eyes were wider to take it all in. It was a new day in a new life for which he maintained such very high hopes. He couldn't lose that.
He tried to get the girl's attention. "Miss Joz?" He indicated the stairwell and stepped toward it himself. "Right this way."
He tried to get the girl's attention. "Miss Joz?" He indicated the stairwell and stepped toward it himself. "Right this way."
