A/N: I honestly did not think Milo's POV would last so long xDDD I'm personally enjoying writing this but i understand that if you don't.
Still, I hope you don't mind!
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There was activity all around that it reminded him of those festivals and fairs back in Terran. There were hawkers, adventurers, and the like roaming around and there was buzzing noise of life.
There was a bit of energetic, organized chaos everywhere.
It was both fascinating and… intimidating.
"Why are you not moving?" Kuba, as frank as always, asked him with a deadpan expression.
Milo flinched and nodded, following after him, and entering the crowd of people.
The positive thing was that the stalls were arranged well and there was sufficient space between the shops, so while things were hyper-energetic, it wasn't too stifling.
It was still crowded and overwhelming though, now that he was entering it. Staring at the dense crowd and actually venturing in were very different things.
