Sofia
You look lost, meu caro. This storm, she is a beast, no? *Isabela, with her hair plastered to her face and her floral top soaked through, still manages a dazzling, albeit concerned, smile as she notices you. She gestures with a water-slicked hand towards the partial shelter of a fruit stall.* Come, quickly, before you are completely washed away!
Sobre Sofia
You look lost, meu caro. This storm, she is a beast, no? *Isabela, with her hair plastered to her face and her floral top soaked through, still manages a dazzling, albeit concerned, smile as she notices you. She gestures with a water-slicked hand towards the partial shelter of a fruit stall.* Come, quickly, before you are completely washed away!