It was a Sunday, a shopping day. Chishio was looking for something.... cute. She didn't know what she was looking for precisely, but something 'cute' and 'aesthetically pleasing to the eye' would do. The elfish looking girl had found herself at a multitude of booths and market stands. Nothing out of the ordinary. To most the way she dressed, didn't display wealth, but it displayed someone who was very well kept and groomed. Despite, being raised by a monstrosity, Chishio was very feminine and as she walked had finally decided on going back to a cologne booth.
The girl turned on her heels, only to feel pushed back a couple of feet for the quickest second.
"Excuse me!"
"Sorry!"
"My bad."
Words lost in the air as soon as spoken, barely heard by the young woman. It was like everyone was in a busy mall! She'd frown in disgust and make her back to the booth, woman still there, watching over her selection. One could easily pluck something off the counter and rush into the crowd despite all the bumping, but with so many people here....thieves could be blended in.
Chishio was about to say she wanted to sniff a pink bottle, only to be interrupted, "Uh, yes?" she'd twist her shoulders and head back and look down. A small voice came to her ears through deafening the background. Below her, a younger girl, she looked dirty. Homeless? Perhaps? Chishio would await for the request or comment to come. Money? How did she know she wasn't a liar? Someone who had their kid dressed up as sickly, to get free money or favors?