Without a though, Alexi holds Horus' hand. He looks around at the various places in town. "So, is wanting to be anyplace in particular... or just wandering?"
"Well there is the coffee shop. Coffe is a must, you know. And from there, who knows. I've never really spent too much time in town." Horus glances over at the satyr. Why does this feel so natural?
Wandering down the street, the two peer into the various windows of the town. Stopping in front of a window loaded with imported obects d'art from various exotic countries, Horus spends some time looking at the foreign items. His face darkens momentarily. Ma mere used to send me things like this.
Horus shakes his head and his expression changes back to his noral happy-go-lucky look. "I was just thinking, ma mere used to send me things like this frequently. But, she passed away recently."
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