( it's been a while since she's seen a bustling market, though those in London quill tended to avoid. but not being on earth? even kidnapped it made her day improve -- no princes, no teen angst, and whilst she didn't know how she wasn't dead quill wasn't about to question that. yet.

she's a pushier presence, a little overly judgemental expression of the things on display, though really she's assessing rather than questioning, trying to see what worth people hold here. after all, it's an alien world. so she thinks. but eventually, she'll find something that confuses her and-- )

Is this supposed to be useful?

( she has no idea what it is even though... it's probably something really commonly used. oops? )

( she'd gotten conned. that was a ridiculous statement in itself considering that quill had tried to stay away from the children but somehow one had managed to snap a bracelet around her wrist before she could move away, had begged for money and had even-- started crying? )

Oh, come on.

( she could see it for what it was, absolutely fake, but it didn't stop the child's crying from drawing attention from others around )

You're the one that put this here, I didn't ask for it.

( not helping, quill )