...okay. Senjougahara is polite but curt with the local greeters as she's handed some things. They're gone before she can followup with questions, greeting more people coming off the boat. She feels a twinge of irritation, but she's not ready to cause a scene.
Yet.
She steps a little ways off the pier away from the biggest amount of traffic before turning her attention to her new phone and map. She's more interested in getting some kind of answer from a person, however.
She approaches the nearest person she finds away from the pier. The people at the dock had greeted her in English, which she knows a little of but nothing more than a couple of classes. She's hardly fluent.
"What is place?" she asks, in a thick Japanese accent. That sounds wrong, and she dislikes being so bad at something.
Hitagi Senjougahara | Monogatari
...okay. Senjougahara is polite but curt with the local greeters as she's handed some things. They're gone before she can followup with questions, greeting more people coming off the boat. She feels a twinge of irritation, but she's not ready to cause a scene.
Yet.
She steps a little ways off the pier away from the biggest amount of traffic before turning her attention to her new phone and map. She's more interested in getting some kind of answer from a person, however.
She approaches the nearest person she finds away from the pier. The people at the dock had greeted her in English, which she knows a little of but nothing more than a couple of classes. She's hardly fluent.
"What is place?" she asks, in a thick Japanese accent. That sounds wrong, and she dislikes being so bad at something.