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[umehime]

Her handshake was surprisingly firm for someone so small. It ought to be; she'd spent quite a lot of time practicing it. With a nod and a grin, she let go and started trotting towards the underground map. "Leo! Yes, of course. You do have a lionish look about you. Umeka isn't nearly so regal. Loosely translated, it means my mother thought I smelled of plums."

Unaware of the sudden hitch in her voice, she pulled the itinerary from her peacoat pocket and went about her business. Glaring at the long list of transfers, Umeka sighed, "It's as if Countshire doesn't want you to find it..."

[thelionheart]

"Lionish?" He asked as they started off but was soon distracted by the rest of the information that last twenty or so seconds had thrown at him; a small girl with a shockingly firm handshake, the new knowledge that naming your child after a smell was apparently not an act of cruelty, the speed at which they were walking, the sudden hitch that had been in her voice.

He doesn't know what to tackle first. Usually in these situations he stays silent but that would be awkward, when they've been talking so long. So he picks up on the last part instead: "Countshire? Oh, I know that place. You need a hand?"

[umehime]

Even while she was busy trying to read the map, Umeka noticed that this Leo didn't talk much. No, best not to judge him yet. Perhaps he was just being polite and letting her focus on-

"You've been to Countshire?" she asked slowly, a marked difference from her usual hundred words per minute. Forcing a smile, she nodded. "I mean, that would be amazing! Thank you so much. It's just such a remote location. I didn't think I'd run into someone... with ties. Are, aa, you a student?"

Oh, Souji would be livid if he could see her floundering like this. Her pact with Nemhain had made her soft...

[thelionheart]

Leo looks down at the suitcase, adjusts his grip on it. "I'm doing my MA in English literature there next year, hopefully."

Maybe. The suitcase bumps against his leg and he hums a bit. "It is remote, isn't it? Right up there. Well, down there, for me."

He checks his watch and then looks at the departure board. His train is still delayed. At least his ticket is open return. "I don't know the place that well, but I think I remember how to get there. Which part of it do you need help with?"