[ Susato is just passing by the well, and it looks like she's got a bag of various things in her hand, having just made your mundane run to the market. She doesn't think much of anything as she crosses Kisara's path... The black cat does catch her attention, however, if only because by now she knows of two: Miss Christine, and Clover. This one seems to be neither of those.
She gives a polite smile regardless as she passes the other woman, though it falters pretty quickly when the gesture isn't returned. Certainly not a terrible crime in and of itself, but... Susato can sense avoidance. Tears...?
No. Surely she just imagined that. But she'll still turn, catching the back of Kisara's head. ]
Oh, your cat. [ She calls out, making sure her voice is heard. ] He's adorable...
wishing well
She gives a polite smile regardless as she passes the other woman, though it falters pretty quickly when the gesture isn't returned. Certainly not a terrible crime in and of itself, but... Susato can sense avoidance. Tears...?
No. Surely she just imagined that. But she'll still turn, catching the back of Kisara's head. ]
Oh, your cat. [ She calls out, making sure her voice is heard. ] He's adorable...