@brcidablik / Laxus (cont.) That had been obvious. Laxus had been requested for this specific mission, he looked so out of place it wasn't funny. "And what of it?" Laxus asked gruffly, not unkindly, clear that he felt out of place. "... Do I stand out that much?"
As usual Lynn had been working at one of the cafes around the islands. In particular her task included packing bento style boxes with an assortment of food, each one stacked and put off to the side. It wasn't uncommon to get tourist this time of the year. But she could almost always pick up on the ones that seemed a bit more 'lost' than the others.
That's why she couldn't help but notice Laxus's presence from the other side of the display counter.
"Ehh, I don't mean anything negative of it," she quickly affirmed. "I can say that I know you aren't a regular around here."
With that she slid a menu in his direction. "Trust me, you aren't standing out that much. Just that intuition can be funny like that, y'know?" Lynn attempted to reassure.
"So tell me are you just visiting or here for something in particular?~"
