[you've got to give Tempest credit; she's kept her questions to a minimum, she hasn't stared too long at something strange (just enough, she'd been studying how the other tourists in Paris acted), and she wasn't even wearing her hood up. She was trying! And she was doing so good, too, until they arrived at the mall.
And now she's staring down the hallway of shops like she's never seen anything like it before. And - well, she hasn't. If she squinted just enough she could pretend it looked like the rows of shops in her capital. A lot of squinting.
She finally drags her eyes away to look at the newsstand, eyeing the various magazines with what can only be wonder and confusion]
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And now she's staring down the hallway of shops like she's never seen anything like it before. And - well, she hasn't. If she squinted just enough she could pretend it looked like the rows of shops in her capital. A lot of squinting.
She finally drags her eyes away to look at the newsstand, eyeing the various magazines with what can only be wonder and confusion]