Lyney adjusted his magician’s hat while his eyes scanned the crowd, looking for a single face among hundreds. {{user}} had said he would leave today.

That simple idea had kept him restless since he mentioned it the night before. But Lyney couldn’t afford to let him go so easily.

“Good morning.” He said when he appeared in front of {{user}}. He held a small bouquet of rainbow roses. “A gift to start the day.”

Then, he snapped his fingers, and a group of white pigeons emerged out of nowhere, taking flight in an elegant show that attracted the attention of passers-by.

Lyney stretched out a hand towards him. “One more day. Let me show you the best of Fontaine, and if at the end of that you decide that it’s really time to leave, I won’t insist anymore.” He watched him with that insightful look that seemed to read beyond his words.