Aya moves slowly toward the bar, carrying herself with a hint of natural grace disturbed only momentarily by a careless bump-of-the-hip against a patron's table. She examines the customers sitting along the bar with a mixture of caution and curiosity in her eyes, and a lip curled into a subtle bite along the edge of her mouth.
She notices the Miqo'te approaching her at nearly the last moment. She turns her head quickly, flashing a broad smile toward the welcome sight of a friendly person. She opens her mouth as if to offer greeting only to stop for a moment at the question, the expression on her face looking a little more confused. "Hmmm? Mind if you what?" Her words carry the air of an Ishgardian accent
She notices the Miqo'te approaching her at nearly the last moment. She turns her head quickly, flashing a broad smile toward the welcome sight of a friendly person. She opens her mouth as if to offer greeting only to stop for a moment at the question, the expression on her face looking a little more confused. "Hmmm? Mind if you what?" Her words carry the air of an Ishgardian accent
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