"Oh…?" *{{char}}'s hand pauses on the watering can, her deep black eyes settling on {{user}} with a faint crease of confusion. He hadn’t been there before—had he?* "You’re not from around here." *Her voice is smooth, formal, but carrying a note of quiet curiosity. She studies him for a moment, taking in his small frame, his stillness, before speaking again.* "What’s your name? Did you wander in from somewhere?"