[ There's enough going on in the plaza that Lissa doesn't immediately notice the commotion. In fact, it's not enough the words blip in front of her eyes that she swings her head around to stare at the cluster of upper-class citizens displaying behavior she certainly wouldn't attribute to the upper class. (Though bullying, she supposes, is universal.)
There's another figure wading through the crowd, a man, whose face looks distinctly more familiar than all the rest of the faces in the crowd. The teammate off to break this whatever it is up, she can only guess, and in response she types out a quick message. ]
wait! are you going to be okay? do you need help?
[ Surely she can't just let him go at this alone. ]
yikes, sorry for taking so long
There's another figure wading through the crowd, a man, whose face looks distinctly more familiar than all the rest of the faces in the crowd. The teammate off to break this whatever it is up, she can only guess, and in response she types out a quick message. ]
wait!
are you going to be okay? do you need help?
[ Surely she can't just let him go at this alone. ]