Ora contently walked along the path next to Ryshaltze, her eyes going from watching her own leather covered feet to his. As he spoke a smile creeped over Ora's face. "I am glad to hear that, but please, do call me Ora, it is so odd to be called anything but that."
As his feet halted, hers did as well and the violet eyes moved from the ground up to see what was around her. It was a busy area, with many buildings close together. Various places to stay and eat, she wouldn't have trouble surviving here. Ryshaltze continued to talk to her, the violet eyes went from moving slowly and calmly across the landscape to snapping back towards the man that was leading her. "What do you mean, registrations?" she asked with a worried voice. Anything political was always taken care of by the mother's circle and Ora had no place there, she hadn't had to deal with paper work or bureaucracy at all in her life.
Her eyes darted from Ryshaltze to the area around her like a startled squirrel. Calm down, it's probably simple and much easier than you're making it out to be. She reassured herself. "Where would I go for such things?" She asked after collecting herself.
Her eyes moved back to Ryshaltze. "Of course, I would have time to eat and settle. Water would be lovely..." She said with a small internal happiness. Nothing made Ora quite as happy as being completely surrounded by water, her feet gracing the floor of the sea as she quietly practiced dancing on her own. A twinge of sadness hit her, she wouldn't be able to dance on the floor of any body of water for at least a short while.