Standing up, the youth nodded. "Lookin' for work." they said, taking a moment to tighten the cheche at the back to keep it in pace. The voice was soft and muffled from the head gear, but the words were easy enough to make out with an accent that normally came with those that lived on the street.
Using their eyes to indicate that state of the place, the Mi'qote turn their attention back to Isielin. "It needs work." Out of habit, the youth gave Isielin a quick look over for anything that could be stolen or to gauge if they were a "tourist."
Using their eyes to indicate that state of the place, the Mi'qote turn their attention back to Isielin. "It needs work." Out of habit, the youth gave Isielin a quick look over for anything that could be stolen or to gauge if they were a "tourist."
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