One of Lis'
Simon was starting to slowly venture further and further out from his hotel without the need for someone else with him. It was still surreal but, so far, he'd not run into any trouble. He was starting to think that, maybe, this place was less about trouble and more about...he didn't know what. Something. It was definitely something.
Today, he was sitting on a hill just outside the busiest - if it could even be called that - part of the city, just staring out into the distance absently, wondering what the various people he'd met were doing here in this strange place, as well as how things were at home. He almost didn't notice someone close by.