[ Ah, it's this guy. Tatara turns to look at the newcomer, and a little smile crosses his face. He remembers him from the crowd, but not for the same reasons the louder ones stuck in his memory. ]
Heyo. [ He says this softly. It's nighttime, anyway. ] Can I help you?
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Heyo. [ He says this softly. It's nighttime, anyway. ] Can I help you?