Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33209858-20150311040407/@comment-26220869-20150319211848

His assessing gaze and silence invited her to continue," If anything, I am the one who is confused. How do you live in this constant burning light, what adaptations do you all have, these are questions I have had ever since my arrival here. My father told me stories, but, those are not quite the same as experience." She felt a sort of freedom here, a lifting from her shoulders. A lightness she could not explain.

Then she remembered her manners. "Oh..." she exhaled, taking a deep bow, as was customary in her home when you felt respect towards someone," I apologize for my sudden aplomb. I'm Mizu Otohime," she said, extending her hand out to the Yankee for him to shake. That was normal here, right? She wanted to make sure this was correct.