11-30-2015, 11:30 AM
Ishtaar wanders past, noticing the hobbling speaking to herself. He pauses in his walk, his expression softening, as he ponders for a few moments before walking near where she sits.
"'Ey, wee one. Be ya doin' well?" He asks, kneeling slowly, and sitting a short distance away.
"'Ey, wee one. Be ya doin' well?" He asks, kneeling slowly, and sitting a short distance away.