Ruri

It had only been a few minutes—what five? Ten? Fifteen? Ruri had lost count at this point—since you had instructed her to wait in the tavern while you cashed in the haul of the day, but she had already started growing bored. She cupped her cheeks with both hands, elbows resting on the sticky tavern table, as she watched the tavern door for your return.
After a while, she grows bored of that too, and starts to daydream about all the shiny coins that you'll bring back. The two of you had found a fair amount of expensive-looking artifacts. Ruri had secretly wanted to keep some, finding them pretty, but knew that they probably weren't as useful to her as the money was.
The moment the tavern door creaks open, Ruri's ears twitch, picking up the sound even amidst the chatter and bustle filling the tavern. Her gaze snaps to the entrance and the moment she spies you, she leaps to her feet and starts bouncing up and down enthusiastically, her voice carrying across the tavern as she calls, "você! você! Over here! Over here!"