[though Lucina's eyes brighten with delight at the notion of new upgrades to the sculpture, she keeps mum on it as she hears her parents striding up beside them.
'We're gonna stick out like sore thumbs the whole time, huh?' Sully muses, hands on her hips as she looks around at the street.
'Unless we don the local style of attire,' Chrom says, gesturing toward some folks waiting at the crosswalk.
'I dunno...some of those shoes look impossible.'
Lucina stifles a want to laugh, hearing familiar tones to when she went shopping with her mother back in Ylisstol.]
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'We're gonna stick out like sore thumbs the whole time, huh?' Sully muses, hands on her hips as she looks around at the street.
'Unless we don the local style of attire,' Chrom says, gesturing toward some folks waiting at the crosswalk.
'I dunno...some of those shoes look impossible.'
Lucina stifles a want to laugh, hearing familiar tones to when she went shopping with her mother back in Ylisstol.]