Tatya is humming a tune as she skips around the outside of the manor, her caboodle in hand, trying to hunt someone down to give a makeover to. She notices The Archer from a distance and frowns, sensing that her whimsy would not be welcome, whereas it was usually accepted. She puts the hair curler into her bag and calls out to the man, “Hello! I haven’t seen you around before!” She waves grandly over her head, teetering on her heels. (@tatya-time) (Howdy! :D)
Being focused on their task of practicing, the archer suddenly undrew their bow quickly should the sudden voice appear in their line of sight. Eyes narrowed as Archer tried to see who it was but gave up, a nod of their head in greeting. There was a silent moment before Archer homed the arrow back into its quiver so one hand was free. Slowly - because they didn't know if the other knew sign language - Archer spelled the word 'new' before pointing to themselves and then the grounds.
With a small tilt of their head towards her, Archer quietly questioned who she was.
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