The old and The young (Stella/ Johann)

A small respite from his duties at an Administrator for the Vandenreich was more than welcome. While he was far from one to shirk his work, his age did not always allow him to throw himself into matters as easily, freely, and willingly as the younger members of the organization.

Reaching into his jacket pocket and pulling out a small, vintage pocket-watch, his expression turned to disappointment as he tapped the case gently.

The hands did not move, not even so much as a quiet tick to come from the old piece. Well, that was rather upsetting, but, it was of little consequence. There was nothing gained to panic from a trivial matter. He would simply need to take a look at it when he returned to his quarters, and see if there was a watchmaker in the city. But, there was the problem at hand of the time.

After all, he wanted to be sure that he wasn't too early for his train, nor late. So, quietly making his way over, he would gently tap Stella on the shoulder.

"Excuse me young lady, do you have the time? My watch seems to be having...problems at the moment, and I wanted to be certain. We all would like to get to our destination on time, after all."

Goodness, he hadn't meant to startle the young lady. She didn't seem too shake up, however, a bright friendly smile bringing one of his own to the elder's aged face. A soft look came to him as she responded -- earning a slightly wider smile. Such a polite young lady. It was a little ridiculous for even someone as old as him in the modern time to rely on such an ancient relic.

It wasn't as if he was unable to navigate and work a modern phone, he simply didn't want to use it for anything beyond it's original purpose: phone calls and text messaging. Too many distractions were on the phones of today, and keeping something like a pocket watch allowed him to stave them away, as well as appreciate the old relics of another time.

In reality, it was probably just him being a stubborn, prideful old man, but, it was what felt right and what worked for him. So, returning the warm smile, Johann tucked the malfunctioning watch into his pocket, leaning on his cane, his Spirit Weapon idly radiating with deftly hidden power.

"Johann Arant. Many thanks, my dear. Seems I still have some time left before the train arrives. Good, good."

Easing off the walking aid, Johann leaned lightly against the wall behind them, turning to look at the girl once more.

"Where are you heading today, Stella? If you don't mind me asking, of course."

An adventure, hm? A smile came to the elder's face as he chuckled softly in response. It was good that she was spending some time to find her way around. It was good to make sure one knew where they were going, especially in a city such as this.

"It's good to have a strong sense of where you are. If there's anywhere that you're looking for in particular, perhaps I can be of assistance. I've been around this city quite a lot, and I may be able to help you find places without getting too lost."

Stepping away from the wall, Johann leaned a bit more on his cane, taking a look around to see if there was a clock within view, spotting it not far from the exit to the station. Not long now until the train arrived -- conversation with passersby always seemed to be a good way to pass the time.

Ah, she was one of those types. Just from the way she spoke, he had a feeling she was under the impression that she was bothering him, somehow. Well, it wasn't as if he came here with some rigid plan in mind. In truth, he had just wanted to come out and enjoy his time away from the desk. So, with a soft, hearty chuckle, he reached out to gently pat the young lady on her shoulder.

"Well now, if it's a clothes store you're looking for, I know a few places that might be fitting. Not too demanding on a wallet, either."

As he spoke, he turned his head toward the track, hearing the distant sound of the train as it grew closer, eventually pulling into the station. As it pulled in, Johann took some steps away from the wall, the louder clicks of his cane tapping against the ground masking his footsteps as he gesturing lightly toward the mode of transport with the walking implement.

"I'd be more than happy to show you there. I didn't come with any particular location in mind, so there's little bother on my part."

As the train arrived and the doors opened, Johann smiled as he walked onto the train and sat down next to her, resting the cane against the inner wall. She reminded him of his daughters when both they and he were young. From what he could tell, she had been raised well -- a polite, considerate young lady.

He was glad to see that, but also hoped that she would keep that aspect of herself later in life. Nevertheless, he rested his hands in his lap as he leaned forward slightly.

"Of course, my dear. Good company makes the way shorter, as they say. But, I am curious, you clearly aren't a native citizen of the city. What made you come?"