Even better was when someone she didn't know volunteered of their own accord, even if it could be suspicious. Well, most people here were teeth-achingly helpful, so perhaps she'd allowed her guard to drop. Just a little bit.

She snuck glances at him as she made her way up. She'd seen him around, she thought, mostly in a small group of other lofty cultivators with flowing robes and flawless hair. It was hard to miss, given that most people, including her, wandered around in the same trousers and shirt combination they'd arrived in. What would he want with her? But... she really wanted to see this film, and he'd called her maiden. So probably not a creep. Wasn't he married?

By the time she'd reached his general section, she'd talked herself into it. Besides, until he introduced himself, he was just some guy who'd called out to her. No bowing or scraping required. She rested a hand on the back of the aisle seat two rows away from him, as though lost.

"Ah, where...?"