[As soon as she looks his way, Liem knows that he’s spotted the right person. “Carmine” is a very fitting name, given the shock of bright red hair she’s sporting. He gets up from his seat, tea still held carefully in one hand, and makes his way across the hall toward her.]
Miss Carmine, hello. I’m Liem Talbott. [He waits fractionally before proceeding, to ensure this isn’t somehow a completely different red-headed stranger. In the absence of a denial or unexpectedly bewildered expression, he adds,] It’s a pleasure to meet you in person.
[He notes her attenuated condition without comment, though his eyes linger for a moment on the splinted fingers. Did she run into trouble with the Pleroma, before being brought here? That must have been harrowing.]
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Miss Carmine, hello. I’m Liem Talbott. [He waits fractionally before proceeding, to ensure this isn’t somehow a completely different red-headed stranger. In the absence of a denial or unexpectedly bewildered expression, he adds,] It’s a pleasure to meet you in person.
[He notes her attenuated condition without comment, though his eyes linger for a moment on the splinted fingers. Did she run into trouble with the Pleroma, before being brought here? That must have been harrowing.]
May I sit?