Once the immediate issues are dealt with, Lillian takes off her helmet, revealing the pink twin-tails underneath and that the horns on her helmet weren't for show, but to protect the actual horns protruding from the side of her head. She's not quite ready to settle in yet, making a search for blankets and such and perhaps food; maybe she shouldn't be so open about that, either, but survival is a priority she's never really bothered to conceal.
She looks around at him when he starts to speak, and there's knowing in his eyes as he looks over her, over the sword still strapped to her back. "Oh-- you know what it is?" she asks, curious. Not many people do, and that's... largely for the best, she's found. She tries to stay out of Ishgard as much as possible.
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Date: 2022-02-25 04:25 pm (UTC)She looks around at him when he starts to speak, and there's knowing in his eyes as he looks over her, over the sword still strapped to her back. "Oh-- you know what it is?" she asks, curious. Not many people do, and that's... largely for the best, she's found. She tries to stay out of Ishgard as much as possible.