Not because he appreciates the music, though he does. It's not the overflowing refreshments that do it, either, though they certainly don't hurt.
No, it's the people. People singing (or screaming lyrics along with the bands), people dancing, people laughing and eating and shouting and, overall, not paying much attention to his hands or their wallets. People talking in corners, straining their voices to be heard over the music such that he can gather the local color, too. He picks up a tidbit of gossip here, a dangling bracelet there, and, new as he is to Soleil, fettered as his career's become, both are invaluable tonight.
And it's just nice. Surrounded by people unaware of him in the dark, this is just the kind of atmosphere to put a thief at ease.
Comforted by the weight of a new smartwatch in his pocket, he takes up a comfortable position by the wall and notices someone else taking a breather from the action. Here's an opportunity to tighten his personal recon.]
Hey. [He nods, letting his face fall into shy, but friendly lines.] You don't happen to go to the school around here, do you?
ii. Try this.
Hah, all right. Fine, you got me.
[Buoyed by the night's successes and the general atmosphere of the venue, Therion's relaxed past business mode into something even mellower. Something... almost pleasant. Something fun. A hint of amusement plays around the corners of his eyes as he gestures to a food vendor with his drink.]
Therion | Octopath Traveler
i. You're too kind.
[Now this is Therion's scene.
Not because he appreciates the music, though he does. It's not the overflowing refreshments that do it, either, though they certainly don't hurt.
No, it's the people. People singing (or screaming lyrics along with the bands), people dancing, people laughing and eating and shouting and, overall, not paying much attention to his hands or their wallets. People talking in corners, straining their voices to be heard over the music such that he can gather the local color, too. He picks up a tidbit of gossip here, a dangling bracelet there, and, new as he is to Soleil, fettered as his career's become, both are invaluable tonight.
And it's just nice. Surrounded by people unaware of him in the dark, this is just the kind of atmosphere to put a thief at ease.
Comforted by the weight of a new smartwatch in his pocket, he takes up a comfortable position by the wall and notices someone else taking a breather from the action. Here's an opportunity to tighten his personal recon.]
Hey. [He nods, letting his face fall into shy, but friendly lines.] You don't happen to go to the school around here, do you?
ii. Try this.
Hah, all right. Fine, you got me.
[Buoyed by the night's successes and the general atmosphere of the venue, Therion's relaxed past business mode into something even mellower. Something... almost pleasant. Something fun. A hint of amusement plays around the corners of his eyes as he gestures to a food vendor with his drink.]
What's a dewdrop, and why should I try one?