Homeless, Considering, and so chipper about it.

[stolensunshine]

I think I could get comfy in here. I mean, it's so busy and there are so many exciting people, and, well, yes, I'd rather find someplace to roam a little, but... whenever we get to that, right?

[Right. Big hopeful eyes go here, hoping to stun one into putting her somewhere as soon as possible, without resorting to underhanded methods like sneaking out or lying or letting dashing thieves into the tower to sweep her off...]

After all, that -- A-T-P thing is coming up tonight, right? I should have someplace outside the tower to go in no time! It won't be the lanterns, but-- it'll still be an adventure!

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[stolensunshine]

I'm hoping my Mother will take me for my birthday! I really, really want to go.

[creepy_son_of_a]

...It will probably have to wait until you return from wherever your mundane puts you.

[Avoiding the subject of her mother's possible refusal.]

Even if a game has similar floating lights they would not likely hold the same meaning.

[stolensunshine]

Oh. Hmm. [She'll have to think on that.]

[creepy_son_of_a]

It is just a delay. And I am almost certain your mundane will make it more interesting than waiting around inside a tower.

[There isn't much that wouldn't be more interesting than just waiting around.]

[stolensunshine]

Well, home will be waiting for me-- so it'll be okay. [Until her mother stalks her into a new world and makes her life hell.]

[creepy_son_of_a]

I believe it will. [He'll gently pat her on the head because it just seems appropriate somehow. She's kind of making him think of Zack. But most cheerful, friendly people make him think of Zack lately.]

[stolensunshine]

[Her mother does that too, but still. But she brightens, giving him one of her smiles again.]

Thank you, sir!

[creepy_son_of_a]

You're welcome, miss.

[She is far too adorable. He expects her to end up with at least one protector in whatever game she goes to.]

I think it may be about time for me to say farewell for now.