Disclaimer: The scenario below is hypothetical in nature, and is not necessarily canon, but meant to theorize a potentially canon event. Logic is thrown out the window to some extent in order to focus on the idea at hand. Ezekiel belongs to Meg.
Eschiare: *She's wandering around the city, lost and confused, the fear of being on her own starting to settle in; she's debating on turning back and going back to Ezekiel, and she's nearing the verge of tears; in her confusion she nearly bumps into someone on the street*
Eschiare: O-oh! *she backs up and her arms instinctively go up by her chest* S-sorry, sir! I didn't mean to run into you!
Esredes: .... *he looks down at her with an air of almost annoyance* That's okay, watch your step, child. *he walks around her, get out of my way gross human child, I have a job to do*
Eschiare: *she watches him start to walk off, but tears start to form in her eyes and spill over* W-wait!
Esredes: ....? *he looks back* What is it?
Eschiare: U-um, sir, I th