Really...?

[ for a few seconds, zita can only stare at the woman and simply... blink, seemingly surprised and stunned by her last words.

is she not used to this...?

but she's quick to regain her composure and to roll with what is happening. zita shakes her head as if to snap out of her thoughts, whatever they are, and she gives an appreciative smile and grateful glance. ]

Would you consider me too greedy for hoping both?

I admit I- [ how to word this? ] I think I'm the only one from my world who is here. I've been hoping for others to arrive but, alas, it seems I'm the only soul. It's a little lonely, in a way.

[ she's just gotten used to everyone in the carnival and everything in it, too. never know what you'll miss the most until it's gone, she supposes. ]