Looking away not long after Meli did, Sanjuro’s eyes flitted back towards the crowd of people, taking another sip from his sleeve as he seemed to weigh the question.<br/><br/><span style="color: green">“Metrópole. The heart of a concrete jungle in the body of a beautiful hell on earth.” </span>Despite the sombre description, he delivered it with an upbeat grin and tone rubbing his hands together.<span style="color: green"> “Not used to all the space here. Happy to be on vacation. You? Local?”</span>He looked back to Meli, blinking as he finally took notice of her ears, not letting himself stare as he before offering a sigh.<br/><br/><span style="color: green">“I’m sorry. I’m quite the cabrao. Call me Sanjuro. Hopefully for longer than just tonight?”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>