Jenner was wandering. There was nothing else to do at the moment and he was bored. For some reason his feet had taken him to the market, and he began to watch the people around him. Most people took no notice of the Victor as he stood mostly out of people’s way beside a vendor. They were happy, chatting away and laughing about this or that with one another; they were busy, rushing about to get whatever they needed; they were meandering, taking their time as they looked at wares and asked questions about the items.
The Victor took out a cigarette and was about to light it when he heard someone calling his name. The voice was high pitched, young. His brows creased in confusion. What young person would call out to him in a familiar manner? He cast his eyes about and they settled on a girl, a Champion: Windy. She was smiling, her face bright and cheery. Why was she here in Four? He found out the answer a moment later. Isali. The Four Champion had saved Windy’s life, they had to be close.
He put his unlit cigarette away, didn’t want the impressionable girl to get bad habits after all. “Hello, Windy.” He smiled at her despite the fact that he wasn’t in a particular chatty or happy mood. “Got lost, did we?” He cocked his head slightly. “I am doing well. How are you?” Pleasantries, after all, were needed.