Oh deer [Bianca & Faolan]

Wandering around the city never failed to lift Bianca's spirits--not that they were usually down but still, there was just something about the air in Delverne that soothed her. Perhaps it was the comfort of familiarity with knowing that she was amongst kin or the fact that she was home after a good amount of time away. Whatever it was, she was happy to be back and couldn't wait to return to her manor.

Though... as excited as she was to just collapse onto her soft bed, she refrained from hurrying along. She had made sure to see her superiors at the church as a sort of formality [she supposed] and greeted any familiar faces she happened to run into with strong enthusiasm and idle chatter.

Her last stop, she had decided, was to pick up some fresh fruit and bread from the market. Usually she would have her servants take care of the task but they were currently unaware of her return so she thought it best to do it herself.

As Bianca neared her destination, she took notice of an unfamiliar elf further ahead. Not one to shy from getting to know someone [especially in Delverne], she hurried along and called out to him with a polite wave. "Hello sir!"

She smiled brightly just at the fact he had stopped to acknowledge her [greeting] and shakes her head. "Nope~" she chirped with a somewhat playful tone as she neared Faolan, stopping with only a small distance between them. The girl was aware that greeting strangers out of the blue was not the usual norm but it never stopped her anyway.

"I would like to know you though stranger," she added with a light laugh before giving the male a small curtsy with a tug of her skirt; she was still a lady after all. "I am Bianca Dokeîn'Ma, would you give me your name in return?" As soon as she straightened herself, she hid her arms behind her back and leaned forward to watch him with an almost childish curiosity. "A lie is fine too," she added in a [somewhat] cheeky manner.

'What a pleasant fellow!' she thought to herself when the other gave his name without fuss. Though that slight hesitation--she hoped she hadn't overstepped her bounds. "A pleasure to meet you Faolan."

She had taken notice of the other's current assortment of things and was filled with all sorts of questions. Was he going on a trip? Did he simply enjoy shopping? Was he buying gifts for orphaned elf children--it probably wasn't that. Still, she giggled a bit at the silly thought.

"Are you shopping?" She added quickly, "May I join you? You see I was about to buy somethings myself before I returned home and shopping's much more enjoyable in the presence of company." She grinned and added with a wink. "Even if it's of the unfamiliar kind."

"Mm... that's alright, I'm quite good at it," she replied jokingly. "At least I believe I've done a good job so far~" She supposed it sounded a bit boastful-- which wasn't her intention but there was merit to her words so she didn't bother with being humble.

Her eyes fell toward the man's cape when she spotted a flicker of movement. A trick of the light? Before Bianca was able to voice her question-- and to her delight, a snake popped out. "Oh...! Hello there little fella." She hunched over slightly, placing her hands on her knees to be more level with the serpent. "What's your name...?"

She turned to Faolan, pursing her lips in a slight pout [though moreso in jest than offense]. "Faolan! You didn't say you were already in the company of another." She laughs, "Oh dear, now I appear rude since I didn't invite your little friend to shop with us!"

Unphased by the snake, she returned the gesture with a second nudge with just as much enthusiasm as if she were greeting a fellow elf. "Well hello there Efa. It's a pleasure to meet you too."

She laced her fingers together and gave herself a small stretch before turning to the now-duo of Faolan and Efa. She didn't think snakes to be the common first choice for a companion but refrained from pressing judgement. If the other enjoyed the company of snakes then more power to him!

"Is there a particular shop you two need to stop by?" She couldn't make sense out of the other's current... supplies. "Unless... it's a secret?" she belatedly added a bit sheepishly-- the male had mentioned he wasn't the sociable type and she assumed that came with being a bit more private in personal matters.

"Hmm...!" She took a moment to ponder over the question carefully before giving him her answer. "It's not secrets I'm fond of... certainly, I'm curious but I'm more fond of not-secrets." She grinned at Faolan and wondered how he would interpret her vague words.

"Parchment?" She casually undid her side-braid and began to weave it once more--it had gotten messy with all her earlier movement. When she finished she propped it against its prior position against her shoulder. "Are you to write a letter?" she asked with a curious tilt of her head.

"Oh..." She didn't press further, assuming him to be some sort of scholar then. Or a teacher at a school? The image of Faolan surrounded by a bunch of noisy, excitable schoolchildren-- it didn't seem to suit someone like him. Though she didn't have the luxury of attending one when she was younger so she was unaware of how it worked exactly.

"The parchment first then." She counted off her fingers, "After, the grocer perhaps for some fruit, then the baker for some bread--" She turned to the older male. "Nothing else?"