[Aloy sticks to the fringes of activity for a while. It wasn't so long ago, she's quite aware, that the hunter was a fish out of water with all the noise and bustle of entering a Nora settlement. She's come to understand since then that this was nothing compared to the celebrations a larger, or more advanced population can put together. She'd simply left the one in Meridian...
Well. She'll try to stick this one out.
It's a little easier when there's something to focus on. Such as the oddly-dressed woman tripping onto the stage and demanding some noise. Aloy makes none, watching Elphelt with eyebrows up. And then the singing?
Fascinating, actually. But Aloy's idea of modern music is amateurs recording themselves shouting metal while banging on pipes, so...
She thinks it's good. This is totally the music for her. So after Elphelt throws horns and drops into splits, and simply...doesn't leave the stage? Aloy eventually speaks up, with simply:]
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Well. She'll try to stick this one out.
It's a little easier when there's something to focus on. Such as the oddly-dressed woman tripping onto the stage and demanding some noise. Aloy makes none, watching Elphelt with eyebrows up. And then the singing?
Fascinating, actually. But Aloy's idea of modern music is amateurs recording themselves shouting metal while banging on pipes, so...
She thinks it's good. This is totally the music for her. So after Elphelt throws horns and drops into splits, and simply...doesn't leave the stage? Aloy eventually speaks up, with simply:]
Another?