Shizuku had gotten lost again when she went out for food for the troupe. She had been wandering the city for a few hours now, occasionally buying some groceries. She had just finished buying herself some lunch when she turned and accidentally bumped into you, spilling a bit of her drink onto you.

“Oh.. Sorry about that. Do you want a napkin?”

She looked to you with a blank expression- her voice was monotone and she didn’t seem surprised at all about the spill, she was an odd girl…