Jote had been ignoring most everyone near her, but the green-haired girl caught her attention and held it. She was interested in the color, mostly because she had never known anyone to have that color hair. Sometimes the Viera hair deviated to a shade of brown, but never red. Not even the Humes of Ivalice had that color.
She blinked as she suddenly found herself being addressed. "I know few who walk these grounds, particularly those who call themselves Humes." Her voice was mostly gentle, or at least more so than it normally was, but it would likely still sound harsh to anyone who didn't know her.
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Date: 2009-10-24 03:15 am (UTC)She blinked as she suddenly found herself being addressed. "I know few who walk these grounds, particularly those who call themselves Humes." Her voice was mostly gentle, or at least more so than it normally was, but it would likely still sound harsh to anyone who didn't know her.