Silberne Taschenuhr Von Anselmus Lener In Augsburg, 1730. Verstellbares Viertel- Und Achtelstundenschlagwerk.

Silberne Taschenuhr von Anselmus Lener in Augsburg, 1730. Verstellbares Viertel- und Achtelstundenschlagwerk.

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔. Of course, it wasn't as if he didn't welcome KIND ADULTS. In fact, it was quite the opposite. He had the misfortune of encountering MANY adults in his lifeㅤ—ㅤand out of all of them; only one of them had been kind to him up until this point. But he didn't want to complicate the matter of bringing his FATHER back to life even further. He had even been been reluctant to bring Mademoiselle Domi into it. It had just been the best idea at the timeㅤ—ㅤwell, until it turned out that it wasn't.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤHe wasn't used to an adult being THIS concerned over his well - being. Now, he actually had to think. There was no way he could just bring this woman to his actual ' home ' and think she would ACCEPT IT. There was another thing he could do; take her to where his ' caretaker ' lived. He didn't LIKE the idea nor did he like his ' caretaker 'ㅤ—ㅤbut in the very least, he knew that the man was REASONABLE enough to play along and let the woman on her way. The Comté probably wasn't going to be too happy with HIM though.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤIt's a LITTLE far ! I actually rode my dog, Etoilé here ! I probably could have walked it on my own, but I get TIRED OUT easily ! She can take me back if you're that worried, Mademoiselle ! ㅤ❜

˚˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ—ㅤHe had a feeling she wouldn't take THAT either.

"Well, it's good you have someone that is supposed to be looking out for you, but I still wouldn't feel right letting you to wander back home on your own. That would make me irresponsible." Charlotte taps her chin in thought, tilting her head a bit. It wouldn't be too hard for her to escort him home and get back to the cafe without losing much time. Still, she wanted to make sure he was okay with her offering it since she was a stranger to him.

Deciding to be cautious was the best approach, and so she settled to lead into the offer after one or two questions. All this would depend on his answers of course, but she was ready to counter most excuses if she was given any. She was also ready to just safely shadow him if he lived nearby enough with one of her butterflies.

"My cafe isn't really on the more popular main thoroughfare, so I would at least like to know how far you'd be walking. Do you live close to here or far? If you live more than I few blocks I'd rather offer to escort you back." All it would take is one unlucky instance that would break any safety of his previous times going about the area himself. That was the burning worry that had her bothering to offer, alongside a desire to size up just who was in charge of this young boy.

She had a certain instinctual feeling that the boy was maybe lacking proper care. A feeling she really didn't want to overlook.

the great thing about being human is that you can wake up & decide to make incredibly mediocre things with your hands forever

I miss Misha.

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 he would be questioned about his ageㅤ—ㅤand it certainly wouldn't have been the last either. He probably WAS a little too young to be working in customer service. At least he CLEARLY didn't mind it as he continues to attempt to help the guest with a smile.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤMaybe I am, but it's OKAY ! I get to talk to NICE GUESTS like you when I'm not busy and hear all about their travels ! I can save up to explore the stars like the guests too !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWith his attempt to reassure the guest, he motions for the other to FOLLOW him.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤThe front desk is THIS way ! Hopefully your friend is still there !ㅤ❜

Last time he was told to meet somewhere, he was ghosted, same with the instance before that. Next time this happens, he's ought to stop trying. It's not like they wouldn't meet again at the headquarters. Probably.

Looking down at the kid, he realized his error-- he did not mean to get so visibly upset. He offers him a little smile, "yeah, that'd be nice of ya."

Then, gives the kid a good once-over. "Wait, aren't you a little too young to be... working? At all?"

It was 0% his business, it was more or less a curiosity on his part. Are there no regulations about this? Who is making this child work? Then again, he did not know a single thing about the laws on this planet.