OOCGood fix. Thanks. 
Eleanor’s body tightened up a bit at the accusation. It was uncanny that the woman had said something just as she toyed with the future possibility. Not that she’d been targeting the woman as she was now; there was something about a person walking around without even clothes that made a person suspect they didn’t have much else on them either. Shaking off the strange feeling of having her mind read Eleanor bit back. “You can call me Drayton, and I’d say you’re off to a rocky start, insulting the integrity of someone who is so kindly taking time out of a tremendously busy day to show you around a strange, not to mention dangerous, city.”
Huffing indignantly the girl’s face wrinkled into a frown, as the pair walked past a group of men huddled about an overturned crate. They were tossing several dice on the surface, but their focus on the bone cubes that clattered over the wood was broken by a shrill whistle. The gamblers heads glanced up, looking for the cause of the sound, a young man down the street who had noticed the tanned skin of Sophilia’s legs beneath her cloak. The men stared at the two for a moment before returning to their game, but the youth continued to sneer as they walked past.
Eleanor groaned inwardly, the disturbances were already beginning though hopefully none would escalate above wolf whistles. She couldn’t help but feel a little resentful toward Sophilia’s comments, even though it was perfectly true, she was a thief. Still, I wasn’t planning on robbing her anytime soon.. The young girl wasn’t sure the Kelvic would hold back a retort, and if she decided to reply to the men it could easily extend the time she had to spend in the sun.

Eleanor’s body tightened up a bit at the accusation. It was uncanny that the woman had said something just as she toyed with the future possibility. Not that she’d been targeting the woman as she was now; there was something about a person walking around without even clothes that made a person suspect they didn’t have much else on them either. Shaking off the strange feeling of having her mind read Eleanor bit back. “You can call me Drayton, and I’d say you’re off to a rocky start, insulting the integrity of someone who is so kindly taking time out of a tremendously busy day to show you around a strange, not to mention dangerous, city.”
Huffing indignantly the girl’s face wrinkled into a frown, as the pair walked past a group of men huddled about an overturned crate. They were tossing several dice on the surface, but their focus on the bone cubes that clattered over the wood was broken by a shrill whistle. The gamblers heads glanced up, looking for the cause of the sound, a young man down the street who had noticed the tanned skin of Sophilia’s legs beneath her cloak. The men stared at the two for a moment before returning to their game, but the youth continued to sneer as they walked past.
Eleanor groaned inwardly, the disturbances were already beginning though hopefully none would escalate above wolf whistles. She couldn’t help but feel a little resentful toward Sophilia’s comments, even though it was perfectly true, she was a thief. Still, I wasn’t planning on robbing her anytime soon.. The young girl wasn’t sure the Kelvic would hold back a retort, and if she decided to reply to the men it could easily extend the time she had to spend in the sun.