The language of Hingashi is very different from Eorzea... it took time for me to understand it. [ She nods. ] If needed, I can find us a map that we can go over throughout dinner.
[ Alkaid smiles gently. ] They are very different. The people here are different as well, with different experiences. Kugane acted as a middle point between the Empire and others. Both sides of the conflict had to coexist here without bringing the war here. I would say the people are genuine here, yet, there are far more people willing to manipulate and pull your coin purse than there are in Ishgard.
[ Alkaid leads them over the bridge and down the street past a much smaller--yet homier--market. Then, to stone steps that lead to the second level of the city. At the top is a set of doors that lead to the quaint inn. The hostess bows to them in the traditional Eastern manner, in which Alkaid returns. The two discuss the room and reservations before the hostess smiles at Aymeric and wishes them congratulations.
She then steps in front of Aymeric, hands moving to his once again, to lead him down the hall after the hostess. Their room is one of the largest--quite obviously the honeymoon suite--with a tatami mat floor, a decently sized bed, and a rather tidy area. The windows are shut, leaving her able to surprise him further. Their luggage is by the bed. She lets go of his hand and takes a few steps back to make a gesture with her arms as if to welcome him home. ]
Welcome to our room for the few days, Ser Aymeric.
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[ Alkaid smiles gently. ] They are very different. The people here are different as well, with different experiences. Kugane acted as a middle point between the Empire and others. Both sides of the conflict had to coexist here without bringing the war here. I would say the people are genuine here, yet, there are far more people willing to manipulate and pull your coin purse than there are in Ishgard.
[ Alkaid leads them over the bridge and down the street past a much smaller--yet homier--market. Then, to stone steps that lead to the second level of the city. At the top is a set of doors that lead to the quaint inn. The hostess bows to them in the traditional Eastern manner, in which Alkaid returns. The two discuss the room and reservations before the hostess smiles at Aymeric and wishes them congratulations.
She then steps in front of Aymeric, hands moving to his once again, to lead him down the hall after the hostess. Their room is one of the largest--quite obviously the honeymoon suite--with a tatami mat floor, a decently sized bed, and a rather tidy area. The windows are shut, leaving her able to surprise him further. Their luggage is by the bed. She lets go of his hand and takes a few steps back to make a gesture with her arms as if to welcome him home. ]
Welcome to our room for the few days, Ser Aymeric.