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([@Irisity])
One person, at least, had no issue with waiting beside the gates for hours. Lily was quite used to waiting around for something (or someone, as it were) to happen. Anyways, she was in no rush—she had all her things lumped into a sack and stashed about her person, she was warm enough in her father's ill-fitting sheepskin jacket, and there were interesting people to look at. A guard captain, her favorite messenger girl—and Amelia. Lily frowned slightly, but resolved to keep an eye on her. The wilderness outside the city was no place for a little girl, or so everyone said; on the other hand, Lily was not 'everyone.'

Speaking of interesting people—their host, when he finally arrived, certainly fit that description. Lily, who had been leaning against the wall with her head back to try and catch a bit of sun, opened one eye to squint at him when he started to speak. Odd's bobs, but he sounded younger than [i]her.[/i] At least he somewhat looked the part, with that strange mask and the sword at his hip. Lily had weapons of her own, but they were neither out in the open nor nearly as impressive as the blades and guns everyone in the group seemed to be toting.

When he split them up, she raised an eyebrow. [color=DDA0DD]"Carrot,"[/color] she repeated, eyes narrowed but grinning playfully as she fluffed her hair out over her shoulders. [color=DDA0DD]"Is that an editorial comment, hm?"[/color] She glanced at her partymates, though, relieved that the urchin girl wasn't going to be sent into a group with complete strangers; to the three men, she gave a wink and a smile. No need to be unfriendly.

No one moved, for a moment; looks were exchanged, a few words of greeting spoken, the burly one worried after Amelia. When no one immediately stepped forward as the leader of their little group, Lily shrugged, and stepped forward to the cart. She took one of the larger birdcages under her arm, hooking a smaller one on her finger as she settled her sack across her back; the smallest cage, though, she grabbed as soon as she could, and held it out to Amelia with a smile.

[color=DDA0DD]"Here, bean,"[/color] she said quietly. [color=DDA0DD]"If you are coming with us—look after this for me?"[/color] She hefted the large cage under her arm again with years of work to thank for what strength she had, and set off after the Spook, with one last long look back at the towering walls of Enn.