[Somewhere in this unseemly rabble she has a husband. And how typical of him to have disappeared among the plebeians, pulled along on whatever fanciful whimsy has caught his attention. The fact that she knows him to be inordinately capable only makes his frivolousness all the more frustrating.
Riane pauses at the edge of one stage, caught by a jaunty melody that can surely only be a Pokémon Musical performance. It's not that she doesn't appreciate art, gracious no, but this sort of mass appeal is so very beneath her. Tsing is, if anything, even more discerning, and yet he seems to enjoy the spectacle of these absurd performances. Perhaps she'll find him here.]
POKÉMON MUSICAL STAGE
Riane pauses at the edge of one stage, caught by a jaunty melody that can surely only be a Pokémon Musical performance. It's not that she doesn't appreciate art, gracious no, but this sort of mass appeal is so very beneath her. Tsing is, if anything, even more discerning, and yet he seems to enjoy the spectacle of these absurd performances. Perhaps she'll find him here.]