((I understand. ^.^ Been distracted/busy myself.))
As it was, Ramsey was hardly annoyed to be suddenly dragged off. There was certainly something interesting to meeting new faces. While he did not have the natural ability for memorizing faces or names after a first meeting, he still had a good idea of who was knew and how had visited before- better than he let on. After all, he liked to meet those who celebrated the festival, curious to try and pick out faces of those who never, or rarely, missed a year.
If nothing else, with Ioskeha's grip on his wrist, he was able to keep up. With the way the Lepus weaved through the crowd, even he would have surely soon lost sight of her, were he not pulled along. But soon they stood before a tall woman of dark crimson hair, and Ramsey found himself marveling briefly at the abilities of a Lepus. Even though he had a general idea of who was returning and who might have been new, there was no way he could so easily pick a newcomer out in the crowd.
Morgiah blinked, as she did not expect for anyone to know her so well as to approach her. And yet, as she turned to face the one that had tapped her, it soon became apparent that the Lepus did not know her at all- and approached her because of it. Having never seen one before, it made the woman wonder. Certainly, the village seemed small enough for everyone to know everyone... except during a festival so massively celebrated, she would think. "I, yes, actually. It is my first name making the trip." Though soon she was eyeing the metadile. that stood nearby, it's stance threatening. "Yours?" She questioned, wondering if it was a construct... or what, she did not know.