The soft, more timid voice of the female girl tried to interject on behalf of the man’s course actions. Tiesa wasn’t sure if the girl knew it, or if she was just naturally defensive like that. She mentally debated the offer in her head, while she wasn’t sure if tagging along with this group was a good idea, especially not since she already wanted to hurt the man, but she has nothing better to do. Shrugging it off, she decided she would tag along, for a short period of time anyway.
Taking a few swift steps forward, she approached the girl. “Well, since you asked so kindly,” she replied with a slightly sarcastic undertone. “My name is Tiesa,” she explained to the girl. However, before she could continue, the man with Tabatha uttered something that Tiesa didn’t quite catch, “Ne? I didn’t catch that. To be honest, your attitude is less than desirable.”
Her temper was fluctuating. She was attempting to remain calm at all costs. She could sense something. He wasn’t a normal person. What he was though, she wasn’t entirely sure of and if he was traipsing around with a human girl, she was either important, or he was a Fallen and this was merely coincidental. Regardless of his standing, he should know better than to provoke others. It wasn’t only something he should know as someone pretending to be from here, but as a being that wasn’t of this world, it was important to not draw attention to yourself, which is what he was doing. And the attention he was getting was negative.
She glared at him momentarily before extending her hand out to the girl besides her. “I’d hold on to this, it’s too pretty to just discard. If you really don’t want it, you can donate it somewhere… Tilting her head towards the girl, she gave her a friendly, warm smile. “I don’t know about you, but I wouldn’t pick up random clothing off the floor, ne?