[ He's gone before she can puff out her cheeks and prattle off a list of her skills in some attempt to convince him she can pay him back, can do something for him. When he returns, she's sitting with her hands in her lap, looking around in interest, as if she's seeing this all for the first time. In fact, his voice gets her to snap her head back 'round in surprise, and she stands quickly to try and help him place what he's come back with. ]
They look scrumptious. [ There's a little giggle trapped in her throat, but she cuts it off to look at him quite pointedly: ]
What is a latte? [ She was not kidding, apparently, about having questions about the Surface. ]
I DETEST YOU SO DEEPLY AAAA
They look scrumptious. [ There's a little giggle trapped in her throat, but she cuts it off to look at him quite pointedly: ]
What is a latte? [ She was not kidding, apparently, about having questions about the Surface. ]