[If there's anything Letha is good at spotting in a crowd, it's someone who looks out of place. She wanders closer out of curiosity, and a few snippets of the conversation confirm her suspicion... along with a few ideas on how to help.]
Darling? That man isn't bothering you, is he?
[She may not even look like she's from the same century as them, but it's difficult and ill-advised to argue with a pregnant woman. Even one as small as Letha. She loops an arm smoothly around the blond man's, and smiles politely at the one with the flyers.]
Come on, let's find someplace with a few less... distractions.
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Darling? That man isn't bothering you, is he?
[She may not even look like she's from the same century as them, but it's difficult and ill-advised to argue with a pregnant woman. Even one as small as Letha. She loops an arm smoothly around the blond man's, and smiles politely at the one with the flyers.]
Come on, let's find someplace with a few less... distractions.