[ ¡Hola! Ernesto's ears are perking up at that one, and if it weren't for the fact that the dirt encrusted woman in front of him weren't so-- well, in need of coverage at the moment, he might actually ask more about that greeting which has a strange ring of familiarity that has become also foreign over the past year (or more, given that time as he understood it seems so different now).
Those perked ears are also fast to pin back at her question. He'd come to help out new arrivals when he'd heard whispers from people that a hand might be needed, having stumbled out of the tree with Miss Akua and not a soul in sight to explain things at first, but he didn't exactly have the income for extra supplies.
What he can do is shrug off the light jacket he's wearing, and offer it to the naked lady who seems to be taking all of this in stride. ]
Aha, sorry, did I hear that right? You're used to this kind of thing?
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Those perked ears are also fast to pin back at her question. He'd come to help out new arrivals when he'd heard whispers from people that a hand might be needed, having stumbled out of the tree with Miss Akua and not a soul in sight to explain things at first, but he didn't exactly have the income for extra supplies.
What he can do is shrug off the light jacket he's wearing, and offer it to the naked lady who seems to be taking all of this in stride. ]
Aha, sorry, did I hear that right? You're used to this kind of thing?