Thay had been calmly watching him until he cut himself off abruptly, her eyes unintentionally narrowing for a split second, but she didn't push the matter. Her face softened and she sighed and glanced to the ground, staring at it in a stupor as if the earth beneath her sandals was the most interesting thing in the entire world. But, of course, it wasn't. There was just something about this ex-assassin she hated to stir.
She had a deep, powerful urge to know people's secrets, their past, know them inside and out. She couldn't puzzle it, she didn't know why but it was there and it took so much to restrain the soft-worded questions. The gentle prodding would be of no use. She abandoned the urgent, inward call and glanced to the sky for reassurance and back to Kael with a small smile.
"I see," was all she vaguely stated - no, she didnn't actually see, but she understood he didn't want to bring it to her or his attention.
Watching him continue, she didn't seem bothered by the skin revealed to her. She glanced away, perhaps for a moment, but she didn't take offense to it. He was the one with the hole in his shirt, not her, correct? And it wasn't as if it was a 'private' spot. And even so, she doubted Kael would show such a spot in this very public place.
All the small, minor winces he made she did not neglect to notice. But she could not help him so she only watched him hobble around. Her mind began to wonder as it so often did and her eyes darkened until they reached a fathomless pitch of green. And into the depths of her mind she fell, wondering about who knew what.
The world's calls were distant, far away talking and sounds. Somehow, someway, she conjured herself to wake. She blinked her eyes feverishly, reality settling back into place. She slowly tilted her head from each side to examine her surroundings a bit, as if she had never saw this place before and then back to Kael, her brows lifting as her arms clapsed behind her back. She rocked forward and lifted on her toes, lowering back down and rocking, slightly, frontwards and backwards.
"Well.. Uh... Hhe," she said, finding at a loss to say anything.
Her eyes narrowed as she caught a fast movement and turned to face it. A brow lifted as she examined a rather haggard, but fierece old man yelling at a young gentleman who seemed to ignore him walk away calmly. This place was... indeed, quite loud and interesting. And then some more prissy, high class ladies walked by, noses in the air as they snorted and quipped about them. Well!