[Yukari is walking about the Plaza, which is more crowded than usual, as to be expected. She's been lazier with greeting the newcomers this month, so maybe she's trying to make up for it today -- but she stops rather abruptly when she sees the commotion, and a familiar head of black hair at the center of it.
. . . Though he's left and returned before, a part of her thought she wouldn't see him again. Her mouth parts in surprise as she observes the scene, unsure of how to react, but she feels like she's gotta do something. The local hasn't noticed her, but that would change.]
S'cuse me.
[Yukari's voice is firm as she approaches -- just on the verge of being angry, but only to scare the poor girl off.]
Someone over there needs your help. Can I take over from here?
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. . . Though he's left and returned before, a part of her thought she wouldn't see him again. Her mouth parts in surprise as she observes the scene, unsure of how to react, but she feels like she's gotta do something. The local hasn't noticed her, but that would change.]
S'cuse me.
[Yukari's voice is firm as she approaches -- just on the verge of being angry, but only to scare the poor girl off.]
Someone over there needs your help. Can I take over from here?