[They've always looked fun, when she's gotten to see them. She's never been in one properly, but she's heard the laughter coming from them as she passes by, the bright lights and cheerful sounds. Li doesn't know how they work. She's sure she can learn, though. If kids can do it, it can't be too complicated, and for once, she won't be alone as she tries to figure something out.
The mention of a night market has her lighting up, eyes flashing cyan for just a brief second as she straightens up, visibly happier just at the market's presence.]
I hope we can find some dragon's beard candy. If we do, you have to try it. [Li nods at him and gives him a quick smile.] I'll see you there.
[The crowds here are so small that it's easy to get from place to place, and the people here barely pause a second at the sight of Li's eyes. It feels oddly familiar, like the way things might've been back when she was a child. The thought is strange and impossible to prove the validity of, but oddly comforting. Li arrives without any trouble.
She's acquired new clothes that aren't the old school uniform from the last place she was undercover at. It's nothing fancy, just a black jumperskirt over a pale lavender long-sleeved shirt and black leggings, but it does a lot to visually distance her from the image of her drenched in blood, black-clad and murderous the way she was when he first saw her.
He's a little hard to spot, but once they lock eyes, she instantly perks up. He's real. She's real. They're actually here, together, in a real place.]
Hǎojǐu bújiàn, Donatello. [She almost wants to reach out and touch him to confirm he's real, but that didn't confirm anything's realness firmly last time, so Li refrains from trying it this time.] It's good to see you properly.
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[They've always looked fun, when she's gotten to see them. She's never been in one properly, but she's heard the laughter coming from them as she passes by, the bright lights and cheerful sounds. Li doesn't know how they work. She's sure she can learn, though. If kids can do it, it can't be too complicated, and for once, she won't be alone as she tries to figure something out.
The mention of a night market has her lighting up, eyes flashing cyan for just a brief second as she straightens up, visibly happier just at the market's presence.]
I hope we can find some dragon's beard candy. If we do, you have to try it. [Li nods at him and gives him a quick smile.] I'll see you there.
[The crowds here are so small that it's easy to get from place to place, and the people here barely pause a second at the sight of Li's eyes. It feels oddly familiar, like the way things might've been back when she was a child. The thought is strange and impossible to prove the validity of, but oddly comforting. Li arrives without any trouble.
She's acquired new clothes that aren't the old school uniform from the last place she was undercover at. It's nothing fancy, just a black jumperskirt over a pale lavender long-sleeved shirt and black leggings, but it does a lot to visually distance her from the image of her drenched in blood, black-clad and murderous the way she was when he first saw her.
He's a little hard to spot, but once they lock eyes, she instantly perks up. He's real. She's real. They're actually here, together, in a real place.]
Hǎojǐu bújiàn, Donatello. [She almost wants to reach out and touch him to confirm he's real, but that didn't confirm anything's realness firmly last time, so Li refrains from trying it this time.] It's good to see you properly.