Her hands shoot out instantly to latch onto the arms that reach out to catch her, eyes widening as she looks up at her savior, her golden hair haloed by sunlight. For a moment she's awestruck, breathless and unable to speak, caught in this mystery woman's grasp. Only when she's suddenly back on her feet does she manage to break herself out of her stupor. [say]"I'm okay."[/say] Camilla exhales, a tentative smile curling on her lips as she reaches up, ticking a stray curl behind her ear. [say]"Thank you. I suppose I need to pay more attention to where I'm going."[/say]
She laughs softly, a faint flush rising to her cheeks, taking a moment to look the woman over. Honey brown eyes slip over the Valkyrie's form, making note of the fabric before she meets her gaze, [say]"Are you shopping for a project?"[/say] She asks, curiosity coloring her tone as her head tilts to the side, reaching out to run her fingers over the fabric. [say]"This fabric is known to fray if you're not careful with finishing the edges. In case you didn't know..."[/say]
She laughs softly, a faint flush rising to her cheeks, taking a moment to look the woman over. Honey brown eyes slip over the Valkyrie's form, making note of the fabric before she meets her gaze, [say]"Are you shopping for a project?"[/say] She asks, curiosity coloring her tone as her head tilts to the side, reaching out to run her fingers over the fabric. [say]"This fabric is known to fray if you're not careful with finishing the edges. In case you didn't know..."[/say]
