[Markus’ own attire is certainly casual — the navy shirt with half-sleeves, as he mentioned, paired with dark jeans. Dark sneakers, too, a hybrid of sporty and subdued. The look of them being newly-purchased, Markus having spent a small portion of his stipend from Morningstar on attire that was more presentable than the mismatched, threadbare assortment he was given on his first day.
He gives a nod at Fitz as the man approaches, nodding his head in acknowledgement. Markus appears to be all patience and calm, but he can’t help the way his eyes skate curiously over his new companion.]
Fitz. Good to meet you in person.
[Her? His own assortment of questions come bubbling up in his mind, and just as the other sinks into the bench, he continues—]
Yes, I hear that we’re very… unusual in our circumstances. [He shelves the questions momentarily, just long enough to ask something else.] I know you just sat down, but do you want to go for a walk while we discuss this? [He gestures down the sunlit path, leading into the sky park.] Like you said, it’s a nice day.
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He gives a nod at Fitz as the man approaches, nodding his head in acknowledgement. Markus appears to be all patience and calm, but he can’t help the way his eyes skate curiously over his new companion.]
Fitz. Good to meet you in person.
[Her? His own assortment of questions come bubbling up in his mind, and just as the other sinks into the bench, he continues—]
Yes, I hear that we’re very… unusual in our circumstances. [He shelves the questions momentarily, just long enough to ask something else.] I know you just sat down, but do you want to go for a walk while we discuss this? [He gestures down the sunlit path, leading into the sky park.] Like you said, it’s a nice day.