[ Felix is making his way through the courtyard when the warning is aired. Unsettled, he drops a hand to his sword and spins around in search of the voice’s owner. Nothing could prepare him for the ethereal sight that Sothis makes, floating by the classroom archways. Slowly, he approaches her (somehow managing not to disturb the fireflies flitting about). ]
…You are no child.
[ The words sound idiotic as soon as they’re out of his mouth, but he’s not too embarrassed about it. Sothis is…clearly something other, something he doesn’t understand. The strange state of dress, the elaborate headpiece, the pointed ears, the floating. Good thing that Lysithea is no where to be found; this green-haired girl resembles the ghosts she’s so afraid of. ]
no subject
…You are no child.
[ The words sound idiotic as soon as they’re out of his mouth, but he’s not too embarrassed about it. Sothis is…clearly something other, something he doesn’t understand. The strange state of dress, the elaborate headpiece, the pointed ears, the floating. Good thing that Lysithea is no where to be found; this green-haired girl resembles the ghosts she’s so afraid of. ]
Be careful of what?