[Good thing Gokudera is not a high-energy person, or inclined to gallivant. He's more of a (at least with his new goat features), fan of privately frolicking. The clicking sound of his hooves is amusing even him, and he's just shopping, wondering if he should buy shoes for when he gets his normal feet back... maybe something with soles that click or tap.
Most people leave him alone. He's a fan of keeping to himself, after all, and his grumpy demeanor comes in handy. But her awkward approach is unusual. Gokudera turns to face her fully, shouldering a knitted bag he'd been intending to fill with some groceries and anything else he would decide to buy at the bazaar.]
Where a-a-are you trying to go? [He bleats, clears his own throat and then looks about. The inn, maybe? Does she need an escort back? Is she trying to find any certain place in particular? At least the weather isn't too bad.]
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Most people leave him alone. He's a fan of keeping to himself, after all, and his grumpy demeanor comes in handy. But her awkward approach is unusual. Gokudera turns to face her fully, shouldering a knitted bag he'd been intending to fill with some groceries and anything else he would decide to buy at the bazaar.]
Where a-a-are you trying to go? [He bleats, clears his own throat and then looks about. The inn, maybe? Does she need an escort back? Is she trying to find any certain place in particular? At least the weather isn't too bad.]