[A chime above the boutique's door sounds at Asahi's entrance, and the puca boy's geared himself up to play greeter before he actually spots who it is that's walked in. He is, though, good enough with faces that he lights up with recognition as soon as he turns. Actually getting her name takes a second's fumbling, though:]
...Asahi, right? We met in that dream, before, or...[Whatever it was.] In Dorchacht.
[She doesn't look quite the same, but then again he's missing a cottontail and fur here in the waking world, too. He has also, in fact, sprouted a few extra inches at the moment: The flowered nightshirt he's showing off had looked a little more like a short dress than intended on his actual frame; like this, he's just tall enough that it stops short of the matching shorts.]
You rescued me!
[He says with obvious, light-hearted gratitude. In point of fact, he maybe spent most of that dream getting rescued, until he made it to the sewers, but still.]
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[A chime above the boutique's door sounds at Asahi's entrance, and the puca boy's geared himself up to play greeter before he actually spots who it is that's walked in. He is, though, good enough with faces that he lights up with recognition as soon as he turns. Actually getting her name takes a second's fumbling, though:]
...Asahi, right? We met in that dream, before, or...[Whatever it was.] In Dorchacht.
[She doesn't look quite the same, but then again he's missing a cottontail and fur here in the waking world, too. He has also, in fact, sprouted a few extra inches at the moment: The flowered nightshirt he's showing off had looked a little more like a short dress than intended on his actual frame; like this, he's just tall enough that it stops short of the matching shorts.]
You rescued me!
[He says with obvious, light-hearted gratitude. In point of fact, he maybe spent most of that dream getting rescued, until he made it to the sewers, but still.]