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נεғғεяsση (haberdashery) wrote in theconsolelog,

Thankfully, Jefferson had only just reached for his cup of tea and was not in the middle of drinking it. That would have just been the icing on the tart.

At least the person who bumped into him had some manners, and actually looked to be more of a free roaming person rather than a proverbial slave to the land and it's lovely little oddities. "Oh, don't worry about it." He followed her gaze to the Charmander and it's flaming tail, unable to do anything but agree. Thankfully it looked like it was only waiting on it's owner--the wild ones tended to stay in what was known as the 'tall grass' and Jefferson made sure to stay the hell away from that. Walkways were the only ways he was placing his feet. "Unfortunately the citizens of this city share their love for these animals so much it's something of a cohabitation. A bit too much."

It took him awhile to figure it out, but Emma was probably staying here because this was where her son would probably go if he showed up. Undoubtedly, Grace would more than likely find her way here, but Jefferson had little hope she would also be cursed away to this location. She was better off not being stuck here.

"It's a small price to pay for a decent cup of tea and half decent atmosphere." He motioned to the open table and empty seat across from him. While he would have preferred to sit alone he had retained some manners. Forced manners, but manners all the same. This woman looked dignified enough and held her posture to which he'd guess she wouldn't be a trouble to invite....he hoped.