[Oh, she sees those scraps, all right. Though it probably takes her a few darting glances to the pile near Ororo's feet before she can make out (vaguely, vaguely) what it is. The single mostly-unburnt-but-slightly-singed bit of sundress strap stands out starkly against the rest of the ashes and its material— well, for someone who's been observing the village albeit invisible, it's somewhat familiar.
There's been a lot of new guys coming in these days, after all.
Her eyes dart up again and she ventures shyly, very shyly—]
What is tagging at a reasonable rate. ;;
There's been a lot of new guys coming in these days, after all.
Her eyes dart up again and she ventures shyly, very shyly—]
Are you new here then, miss?