[once again, wanda finds herself struggling to keep up with another man who is far taller and far quicker than she is. at least it's not a new situation, but she's quick enough on her feet as to not lose track of him—of sam—who does the kind thing in waiting for her.

their brisk walk aside, he's acting like this is par with the course of circumstance.]

If I thought myself disrespected by something like that, there would be many frogs around here already.

[—that's a joke. she's never turned anyone into a frog.

(yet.)

she does reach out to shake his hand, regardless, though the situation is a little comical. he certainly seems amiable, friendliness seeping through him despite the intimidation that could be assumed from his stature.]

Wanda.

[their aim for an escape leads them out towards an alleyway that likely connects to a series of other alleys, eventually reaching a dead end. suppose they will have to find out. retrieving her hand, she glances over her shoulder and offers a directional change, taking a sharp left.]

Nocwich is the one place all of us Summoned get to meet person in neutral territory, outside of the factions we've been summoned to. I hate the idea of causing trouble and having this become unavailable to us again.