You poke your head up experimentally, not prepared for the rush of wind that hits you in the face. The person carrying the bag is moving at a fair old pace - where could they be off to in such a hurry?
As you catch your breath and calm down, however, you realise what's really happening. They're walking normally, it just seems so much faster to you, being so small.
Now that you've gotten over the initial rush, you crane upwards, wind whipping backwards in the wind.
Shoulder covered in black material. Possibly leather?
Further upwards.
Hair shoulder length, blonde.
More than that, you cannot see. Unless you want to try and get a closer look...
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