Myth looked all around him with something akin to awe and wonder. A city! With people! With everything and everyone and anything, with any information or tools he could ever use, should he be able to lay his hands on them. He knew the world of bartering and of people and of Kingdoms, but never before had he even visited a village. He kept his eyes averted from the crowd in the marketplace and instead studied the architecture and the construction of the first city he's ever been in. Personally, it was overwhelming for him. So many people, some occasionally bumping into him and turning him some other direction, for him to stare and observe something different. 

Then he saw a mother on a balcony, chiding an unruly child for doing something wrong, and his heart almost cried out at the thought of having a mom. He never had a mom. Someone to give him that condescending scowl for breaking some rule. For messing something up. His tongue dried up, and his excitement washed away like dirt in a river. Suddenly not-so-interested in the architecture, Myth looked around, searching for some kind of baked treats stall of some kind. He could cook, of course, and had, on occasion, baked such sweet treats, but he wanted to try something new. He had a good bit of money given to him by his father: some of it in his coinpurse, some of it stowed away in his bag. 

Not really spotting one, he looked over at the closest stall, selling firewood, and took a moment to decide of whether or not to approach and [i]talk[/i] to the man to see where he could get something to eat. Wrestling with indecision and a sudden burst of nervous anxiety, he took the few steps towards the vendor, and rapped on the wood of the stall two times, as if announcing his presence.

Hesitating for a moment in the simple [i]newness[/i] of talking to someone [i]other[/i] than his father, he asked, "Excuse me, good sir. I'm looking for somewhere to get a good baked treat, might you know where I can find a source?" Then, taking in the transaction going on, Myth's eyes widened for a moment. "Oh! Terribly sorry, didn't think nor did I see. I suppose I should wait for you to finish, yeah?" He said to the customer, eyeing the silver coins with nothing more than curiosity: he only had gold coins.