She hadn't seen any of the mist, or when it disappeared, the white haired girl was too absorbed in enjoying her snacks to notice. As she started working on her second skewer of dango, her eyes closed in bliss, she was startled out of her reverie by a voice calling up to her. Opening her eyes, which were a uniquely colored light red, she gazes down at the person who had spoke, the stick with dango dangling from between her lips, eyes wide, and a surprised expression on her face.<br/><br/>"Hello weird cloaked boy! You're in True Cross Campus Town silly!" She giggles, speaking around the stick in her mouth, so her words were a bit jumbled and distorted. But they were clear enough so that anyone who heard her would know what she was talking about. His cloak and hood and scythe didn't bother her one bit, or the way his voice sounded weird. She wouldn't ever say this out loud, but she was used to those sorts of things.<br/><br/>Standing up, she nimbly jumps down from the ten foot statue, landing lightly as a cat right in front of the boy, a 'hup' sound coming from her when she does. Now that she was down standing there, she realized that he hadn't just looked tall, he really WAS tall. She blinks up at him, tilting her head slightly, while her mouth makes an 'o' shape in awe of his height. She was really small compared to him, barely at the height of five feet two inches. Some people said she lied about her actual height, and she was shorter than that even.<br/><br/>Tilting her head the other way, she bites off a dango, chewing it and swallowing before talking again. "How are you so tall?" Was what she said, not realizing something asked like that might be considered rude to the other person. Not that she cared, she was one who spoke what was on her mind, despite the consequences, or how another might feel about what she said.<br/><br/>Shrugging, as if an answer didn't matter, she reaches out to him and takes his free hand that wasn't holding the scythe, her sack of dango tucked away in her small handbag, which dangled around her wrist. "Come on, let's go. I'll show you where you need ta be!" She giggles, tugging his hand as if gesturing for him to follow. The palm of her hand would be slightly warmer to the touch than normal, however the tips of her fingers were cold.<br/><br/>She stops in her footsteps, as they hadn't even left the clearing yet, a look of realization forming on her face. It was as if she remembered something she had forgotten, and looks up at him, trying to get a glimpse of his face as she did, her dotted brows pressing together just slightly as she peers at him through narrowed eyes. "Oh yeah...where do you need to go again?" She asks after a moment, pausing, haven forgotten to even ask that much.