[At first, Erichthonios can but hang his head in defeat.]
Food... is nice, certainly. [Yet he needs little in the way of sustenance. Of that kind, anyhow. So there is to be dancing, and food, and... something else perhaps, though what, he knows not.
If only he knew more about what would be expected at such an event... He still feels very much like he is being thrust into the middle of something with little foreknowledge.
Which he is. He absolutely is.
Still, he can but make the best of it. Lifting his head, he takes a deep breath, gathering his resolve.]
I will... make the most of the situation. Perhaps I may learn something of this place in talking to others.
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Food... is nice, certainly. [Yet he needs little in the way of sustenance. Of that kind, anyhow. So there is to be dancing, and food, and... something else perhaps, though what, he knows not.
If only he knew more about what would be expected at such an event... He still feels very much like he is being thrust into the middle of something with little foreknowledge.
Which he is. He absolutely is.
Still, he can but make the best of it. Lifting his head, he takes a deep breath, gathering his resolve.]
I will... make the most of the situation. Perhaps I may learn something of this place in talking to others.