[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190522/5ec07975271d6ef3e7be9e67e7144f35.png[/img][/center][right][hr][b][color=ffe4b5]Kotana[/color][/b][hr][/right]Kaito traipsed between the shops and stands, panic gripping and crushing any serenity the picturesque village had given him. The cool dusk air, the bare ground and the stars seemed more powerful, raw even, compared to his former world. It made him feel even more withdrawn. The villagers seemed to have noticed, as they exchanged glances with him more than anyone else. It felt wrong, trying to pass himself off as one of them. Still, he knew this was the best course of action before getting anything resembling answers. It was foolish to expect an encounter or some discovery that could explain what happened, but it had also been foolish to entertain the idea of another world in the first place, so he let it fester in his mind. His eyes fell on a pair of teenagers whispering to each other. Something about the way they stood intimidated him, as if a life of hard labor had molded them into being more mature than he was. He realized they had begun leering at him, so he quickly rejoined Ipharia. [color=FFE4B5][b]“…So the others are going to look at weapons, I suppose but…”[/b][/color] his eyes rested on charms being sold by a nearby stall, [color=FFE4B5][b]“Does similar equipment exist for a person who uses magic?”[/b][/color]