they’d be sitting with the other’s of the spring court, and they turned their head to look at the newcomer, their mask hiding their face save for the one painted on it, likely not portraying the true reaction they had «well i’ll be damned… can’t rightly say i remember the last time i saw one of yous ‘ere…»
the rest of their compatriots seemed quite alot more unnerved, judging by their posteres alone, seeing as in the time the winter court was absent, the spring court took to wearing masks, each with an individual and mostly unique face either painted or etched onto them
«So, what brings ye back ‘ere again after who knows how many years? Need a spot o’ milk or somethin’?»
@Blue Beetle