[ Unfortunately for Krouse, his first interaction is a tired, black-robed necromancer. Rownan stops walking when Krouse addresses her. Her eyes move to follow the sound of his voice before her body turns to follow. She recognizes him, even sopping wet and shivering. She doesn't know what e-sports are, but she's familiar enough with the term 'bad boy' to know he either had no control over the description, or he's someone she won't want to talk to.
She clasps her hands, one over the other, and manages not to indicate the inconvenience in her expression. ]
I might. [ And then, because he looks so uncomfortable to be asking at all and that's somehow reassuring, ] I do. Why are you wet?
water you doing?
She clasps her hands, one over the other, and manages not to indicate the inconvenience in her expression. ]
I might. [ And then, because he looks so uncomfortable to be asking at all and that's somehow reassuring, ] I do. Why are you wet?