“M-mhmm? O-oh! Y-yeah... good idea.” stammered Elira as she noticed the outward hand held out to her once again. This time around there was little hesitation on her part in accepting Kai's offer as her hand hand falls into his. With palm and palm clasp together and their fingers interweaving into a familiar hold, Elira allows Kai to take the lead. Together they march past the swarming mass of people and make their way inside the market building, with Elira pressing close against Kai as to avoid bumping into others as much as possible.
Once inside, she was faced with a long corridor populated by the hungering masses whom echoing chattering reverberate down the long hall noisily. Above she could make out the hanging signs advertising a diverse collection of flavorful delights from sweet to savory, with almost every culture's culinary innovations, from western Mediterranean to eastern oriental, represented in one compact space. Her nose meanwhile was assailed by delectable aromas as she could make out the scents of seared meats, roasted veggies, fresh bread, and pungent spices lingering in the air.
Elira was almost paralyzed for choice as she tries to make out the signs and menus of food vendors but finds her line-of-sight continuously blocked by passing families and carless tourist. Clinging close to Kai, Elira finds herself leaning more so into his arm as to avoid being shoulder checked by crowd of people. Looking up to her companion, Elira couldn't but to feel as child latching onto a parental figure with how Kai stood nearly a foot taller than herself and the most of the crowd. Forced to tilt her head back, she wondered how nice the view must have been for him to just see past everyone.
“So... umm... see anything we should give a try?”
Once inside, she was faced with a long corridor populated by the hungering masses whom echoing chattering reverberate down the long hall noisily. Above she could make out the hanging signs advertising a diverse collection of flavorful delights from sweet to savory, with almost every culture's culinary innovations, from western Mediterranean to eastern oriental, represented in one compact space. Her nose meanwhile was assailed by delectable aromas as she could make out the scents of seared meats, roasted veggies, fresh bread, and pungent spices lingering in the air.
Elira was almost paralyzed for choice as she tries to make out the signs and menus of food vendors but finds her line-of-sight continuously blocked by passing families and carless tourist. Clinging close to Kai, Elira finds herself leaning more so into his arm as to avoid being shoulder checked by crowd of people. Looking up to her companion, Elira couldn't but to feel as child latching onto a parental figure with how Kai stood nearly a foot taller than herself and the most of the crowd. Forced to tilt her head back, she wondered how nice the view must have been for him to just see past everyone.
“So... umm... see anything we should give a try?”