What was that jingling noise...? He had heard it for a while now... Leaning up from the sofa he had been laying in with a book open, Loe stood, closing the book and tucking it under his arm as he moved to walk down the hall towards where the rooms were. The young Miqo'te stopped when he caught sight of Jaques and Vaughn. He hesitated before approaching them, as if unsure of their identity in the darkened halls.
Loe looked up at them with his large amber eyes, shifting down to the floor quickly. People didn't like being looked at, or at least, that's what he was taught growing up. He kept his shoulders down and his presence meek, not wanting to disrupt anything. Rubbing the back of his head, Loe shifted from foot to foot. "Er... I keep hearing a jingling sound... it's different from the usual sounds of people here at night as they... er... do things..." He'd quiet down, glancing up for a brief moment. "Do you know what it is?"
Loe looked up at them with his large amber eyes, shifting down to the floor quickly. People didn't like being looked at, or at least, that's what he was taught growing up. He kept his shoulders down and his presence meek, not wanting to disrupt anything. Rubbing the back of his head, Loe shifted from foot to foot. "Er... I keep hearing a jingling sound... it's different from the usual sounds of people here at night as they... er... do things..." He'd quiet down, glancing up for a brief moment. "Do you know what it is?"
