[If Chron knew he had dropped the act for her sake, she'd get even more embarrassed. Unaware that he's the one who helped her, Chron's gratefulness is misdirected towards the civilians. They stop gossiping and bustle away, knowing Chron's temper could fly their way next.

This teenage girl is an easy read, too. Her expression softens as she hears more, but she tries to force a stern expression. Pretending she's in charge of the situation, when in fact it is only spiraling more and more out of her grasp.]

Well! I guess that checks out. I don't recall seeing you at the shrine either...

[Her voice trials off with uncertainty. Hearing herself, Chron corrects her tone and straightens her posture. Trying quite transparently to seem like someone with authority.]

Someone is still pretty dead looking over there though! And you're an actual witness. Finally! This is the first time I've seen it happen myself. Sorta. [she didn't actually see it, did she...]

What's your name? I'm Omichron Yumeno.