[ Gray was fully expecting to get snapped at, and with how slowly the woman turns, her expectations evolve into some kind of seething, scathing rejection. Gray stops in her tracks accordingly, her head lowering slightly as if to let the front of her hood absorb the coming impact...
But to her pleasant surprise, the woman tempers herself. Maybe Gray is just too used to dealing with unapologetic hotheads; it's far more normal for people to not vent their frustrations on complete strangers who haven't done anything yet.
Gray relaxes, the fluff on her cloak lowering as her posture unwinds. She nods, hood bobbing subtly at the edges. ]
I hoped you would recognize this.
[ From the depths of her cloak, she produces a handkerchief carefully tucked into itself to make a sort of nest. She unwraps it delicately to reveal a Shard that should seem familiar. ]
I got an impression of your face when I found it, so...
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But to her pleasant surprise, the woman tempers herself. Maybe Gray is just too used to dealing with unapologetic hotheads; it's far more normal for people to not vent their frustrations on complete strangers who haven't done anything yet.
Gray relaxes, the fluff on her cloak lowering as her posture unwinds. She nods, hood bobbing subtly at the edges. ]
I hoped you would recognize this.
[ From the depths of her cloak, she produces a handkerchief carefully tucked into itself to make a sort of nest. She unwraps it delicately to reveal a Shard that should seem familiar. ]
I got an impression of your face when I found it, so...