[He's avoiding the stalls this early in the week, on edge like a feral cat settled too close to civilization. But Albedo will probably notice the thin young man rather early in the morning, sliding behind buildings, only finally emerging where the alchemist can see him when he's carrying what looks like a discarded section of a bread loaf, tucking himself against the masonry of a building and pulling out a knife to start whittling off the inedible portions. Wherever he got this, it DEFINITELY wasn't the market...
At least for the time being, he hasn't noticed that someone is drawing him. But dark eyes still flick up to passersby, as well as to the shopkeepers that he can see up the path, before meticulously pulling apart his find and stuffing it into his mouth.
How obvious are you being in your artistic endeavours, Albedo...]
2 since we discussed this on ooc...
At least for the time being, he hasn't noticed that someone is drawing him. But dark eyes still flick up to passersby, as well as to the shopkeepers that he can see up the path, before meticulously pulling apart his find and stuffing it into his mouth.
How obvious are you being in your artistic endeavours, Albedo...]