Ahkmenrah was dancing with the others but as other exhibits kept bumping into him he started to feel a bit overwhelmed by all the noise and touch. He quickly heads off, making sure no one sees him fleeing from the overstimulation. He heads to the Roman parts of the museum and sits down behind a wall pillar, sighing.

Ahkmenrah could still hear the music faintly, yet something else, or someone else, caught his attention. He notices a person sitting against a glass display, reading a book. He didn’t mind them being there but he was confused he had never seen them.

Should he just go up and talk to them? No… He already left the others to have some peace and quiet… He probably should..

“Pardon me.. Have we met?”