Welcome to Gaia! ::

Much conversation was had over breakfast, and it was, at least to Wyatt, quite an enjoyable time. Hopefully Lukas was settling in to the whole dynamic too as initial jitters and past upsets were smoothed over.

After today's plans were discussed and breakfast finished, the spirits seemed pretty good - the lot of them made their way down the mountain, to the lovely yet somewhat rustic tourist area, where the main street split rows and rows of shops and alcoves that lead to foot-traffic-only areas with more shops with charming little store fronts. It being the holiday season everything was decorated to the nines with a classic Christmas charm.

Wyatt often patrolled this area as Hawara, and had wanted a good excuse to come here during the day, when things would actually be open and bustling, so his decision to have a family excursion here was a little self-serving, perhaps, but I also was better than just staying at the camp. There was also something about this marketplace that touched a part of him that belonged to another lifetime. It wasn't memories, but a soul-deep feeling of familiarity - could this have been what the markets of Uranus had been like? The feeling of nostalgia tugged at him and soothed something in him that might have otherwise been a bit aggravated with all the people around.

Even though it was busy, as was to be expected of this time of the year, the crowd wasn't overwhelmingly so.

"This is nice," He idly commented as they milled about. There was an open air stand nearby serving hot drinks, and the warm scent of cinnamon and cider filled the air.