Memory 03 | [action]

[maestro_ezio]

[From a distance, you probably wouldn't really pay much attention to the movement at Shryllng's Trading Company. In fact, you'd have to be fairly close to the area to really see Ezio moving crates and organizing them. He steps back and crosses his arms, cocking his head to the side.]

Not there, over there!

[Ezio turns and glares at the manager.

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[recidivated]

[...well, there's a peculiar sight! Xion doesn't see very many people around wearing hoods like her. of course, not many people have reasons to wear them like she does... but still! after hearing the short exchange, she curiously approaches him.]

Do you need help?

[maestro_ezio]

[Ezio looks over at the young girl. He finds it curious that she too was wearing a hood, but not in the same fashion as his.]

I would not want you to harm yourself. These crates are heavier than they seem.

[recidivated]

[she smiles a little at that.]

I'm stronger than I look.

[maestro_ezio]

Strong enough to move these? [Ezio looks over the unmoved crates, each labelled differently. He did not understand what it meant, but he was able to at least organize them by similar looking text.] I do not think the man who hired me will like accepting help. But you are free to stay a while and move as you wish.

[recidivated]

Really? I mean, if it helps you get the job done quicker, shouldn't it be okay?

[maestro_ezio]

I would agree. [Ezio walks over to the girl. She was quite small, he notices.] Together, then.

[recidivated]

[small, but literally created for combat, oh yeah. "together" is one of her favorite words; she can't help but smile a little more when he says that.]

All right.

-I'm Xion, by the way. It's nice to meet you.

[maestro_ezio]

I am Ezio. [He bows his head slightly.] Do you know how to read these words?

[recidivated]

[she glances at the boxes, tilting her head to get a better look. yep, English!]

Yeah, I can. You can't?

[she doesn't say it judgmentally; more of a... curious tone to her voice, than anything.]

[maestro_ezio]

It is... difficult. It is not in my language. A few words I do understand, but some are unfamiliar. [It doesn't help that the English he does know is fairly antiquated.]

[recidivated]

Oh, I see. [another small smile.] It's a good thing I'm helping, huh?

[maestro_ezio]

[Ezio smiles at her.] Si, very good. Come, there are some crates left to move along the wall.

[recidivated]

All right.

[she nods and goes over to the crates that still need to be moved, picking one up with relative ease. she's definitely not all talk!]

[maestro_ezio]

[Ezio certainly notices her quietness, but most especially her strength. He follows suit, picking up a crate himself.] A new stack, next to those on the right. [He waits for her to set down her crate before he stacks his crate on it.]

[recidivated]

On the right... got it.

[she walks over to the designated place and gently puts down her box. she then goes back to the unstacked crates and hefts up another one.]

Do they all go to the same place?

[maestro_ezio]

Some are different, I believe. What do those say? [He points to a few boxes that have letters clearly different from the boxes they've been currently hauling.]