[Fifteen is probably best. Konoha might be used to meeting people sweaty and a bit disheveled, but this wasn't the lumberyard. Also, she has to awkwardly get down the stairs. When she arrives... she's wearing the same robe she had been when they first met months ago. It's starting to look a bit worn (well, more worn), in places. It's clean, though! She washes it!!]
Mister Liem, hello...
[The greeting is a bow first, because bows make the most sense to her, but when she rises from it she does add in a little wave, the hand moving to nervously fidget with some stray hairs around her ear that were a bit too short to tuck properly into her bun.]
I hope my puzzle picture messages were okay... I thought I should practice a little- ? I probably should have asked if people wanted to be practice partners first, though, huh...
[She hadn't actually intended to meet, necessarily, so she's a little worried this might be a polite excuse to stop wracking his brain over the emoji... Or... was it an excuse to go get food? He looks...]
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Mister Liem, hello...
[The greeting is a bow first, because bows make the most sense to her, but when she rises from it she does add in a little wave, the hand moving to nervously fidget with some stray hairs around her ear that were a bit too short to tuck properly into her bun.]
I hope my puzzle picture messages were okay... I thought I should practice a little- ? I probably should have asked if people wanted to be practice partners first, though, huh...
[She hadn't actually intended to meet, necessarily, so she's a little worried this might be a polite excuse to stop wracking his brain over the emoji... Or... was it an excuse to go get food? He looks...]