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WHO: Wanda Maximoff and YOU (seriously, come play with me right now, yes I mean you)
WHERE: an open-air market, somewhere in The City
WHEN: at any point this afternoon
WARNINGS: none!
SUMMARY: Wanda has wandered off on her own and stumbled upon something a little more familiar.
FORMAT: quicklog, or whatever, I’m flexible

[Wanda had been reluctant to venture out of the MAC alone, but Pietro had not answered the door when she knocked, and she really should at least attempt navigation on her own, for once. Of course, having a destination in mind wouldn’t have hurt, but she was not far past the streets she had walked previously when she stumbled upon a delightful little open-air market, all squished-up between two towering brick structures.]

[With a pleased little smile playing about her features, Wanda slips into the crowd -- it is not so frightening as those on the streets were, somehow -- and proceeds to lose herself in the simple task of bargain-hunting.]

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[He feels more at ease when she doesn't seem bothered by his reluctance to shake her hand, and nods his head, trying to be a bit polite at least. He's been learning about that sort of thing lately.]

Likewise, Wanda.

[He tries to smile, but it's awkward. He's not the type. He steps aside a little as a woman pushes past them, making sure to not come in contact with anyone. Once is enough. He then looks up again and then nods.]

I am.

[Wanda's brow furrows slightly at his response.]

In this big city? Are you lost? Do you.. need help getting home, or- or somewhere?

[Yoite blinks a few times. Well, that he didn't expect. He'll never understand adults who are worried when someone young are out alone. Even in a City like this. Even back in Tokyo, people usually just passed him by (then again, he usually hid in the shadows then). It was still weird though.]

I'm not lost.

[He tilts his head.] I'm just.. [He moves out of the way as another person walks past him.] Taking a walk.

[She purses her lips, not wanting to upset him, but concerned nonetheless.]

If.. if you're sure, I suppose.

I'm sure.

[He's not quite fond of people worrying about him, as well as not being used to it. He knows Lyra and the other kids worry, but they know him now, so it's not really such a mystery any more. Miharu and Yukimi used to worry too. Strangers though, they have no reason to worry about him.]

It's not so strange for people to be out on their own, is it? You are, too.

[Wanda smiles, a bit wryly.]

Yes, I am. It's actually the first time I've been out by myself.. I'm a little nervous, to be honest. I hope.. I mean, I know it is not customary to talk to strangers, in this place, but back home, I knew everyone- [She catches herself and flusters slightly.] Oh, listen to me, blathering on. You must be terribly bored.

[Yoite simply tilts his head and listens. He's more of a listener than someone who talks a lot, but he thinks that's pretty obvious. He always does his best to never talk more than he absolutely has to. Talking too much makes his throat hurt anyway.]

I'm not.

[He tries to smile a little again, to assure her he's not bored.]

[Her answering smile is shaky, but sincere, and she lifts one shoulder in an oddly dainty shrug.]

I only just.. ah, arrived here, you see. From Transia -- I mean, a small country in Europe. I'm still getting used to living in such a big city.

[She shifts again, readjusting her basket.]

Have you lived here your whole life?

I suppose it is kind of big.

[He looks thoughtful.] I'm sure you'll get used to it though.

[He got used to living in a kinda big place too, then again, he kind of had to. Then again, when he thinks about it, it wasn't really got used to, but more like learned to tolerate. He decides to keep that to himself.]

No... [He remembers that people don't like those who came here through the Porter, so he decides to keep that to himself as well for now.] I'm from Japan. I haven't been here that long either.

[Wanda considers this, smiling faintly.]

I suppose I will find things I like about it -- ideally, ones that will compensate for the things I don't.

[She pauses.] Japan? Really? That is awfully far.. and your English is quite good, considering.

There's something for everyone in a place this big, so I'm sure you will.

[He nods his head, though it's much further than she thinks. Then again, he also can't ever go back.]

Yeah.. Thanks. [He wouldn't call his English that good. He just had time to learn and besides, living somewhere where most people only speak English tends to help a lot.]

[He turns his head to the side for a moment as he covers his mouth, coughing a little. Mostly because his throat hurts from talking too much. He's still not quite used to it.]

[Her eyes immediately narrow in concern. He claimed to be cold, in this weather, and now coughing..]

Are you feeling alright?

[It takes a moment for the coughing to die down, but when it does, he removes his hand and then nods his head.]

... Just tired from talking too much. Not used to it.

[Her concern only grows as his coughing continues.]

I.. don't think talking is supposed to be exhausting.

It is, for me.

[He knows it's unusual, but for him who tries to talk as little as possible, talking usually makes his throat hurt and makes him sort of tired. He figures that's just how he is.]

[He does notice that she seems worried though.]

... It's nothing to worry about.

[Riiight yeah no, something is definitely wrong here.]

When was the last time you saw a doctor?

[He frowns a little. Honestly, he doesn't feel like it's any of her (or anyone else's) business. He knows his body and the effects of his powers better than anyone, not that she knows that he has powers, which is something he'd much rather keep to himself.]

... I don't need to see one.

[She frowns right back, but more at the situation than at him. It isn't her business -- more than that, it's rude of her to pry -- but how is she supposed to just turn around and leave this boy to waste away as he is so obviously doing?]

If.. if you're sure. Just -- consider it, maybe?

When it's necessary.

[He's honest about that. When it's necessary for him to see a doctor, when his condition worsens to where he needs medication to live and to keep the pain at bay, then he will. Until then, even if he does feel a little sick, it's nothing he's too worried about.]

[While he might be good at ignoring his illnesses though, hunger is not something he likes to ignore. And right now he's so hungry that his stomach is growling and he frowns again.]

... I should go.

[His stomach is just loud enough for her to hear in a convenient lull in the conversations that surround them. Thus, rather than merely nodding and bidding him a good day, she bites her lip in a moment's hesitation and then speaks.]

Do you have enough food, where you are going?

[Yoite nods his head. And if he hadn't had enough food, he would find some way to get it, not that it's necessary for him to say that.]

I do.

[And with that, he starts walking past her, though pauses briefly and glances at her.]

Goodbye.

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