Sohalia Lumaris
"It must be difficult to get things done, without a formal leader," Soh mused, tilting her head to one site thoughtfully. She watched as Anju turned out the mass of sugar onto the counter, intrigued by the texture of the mixture. She resisted touching it only because it was hot, and because she didn't want to somehow mess it up. "But the people and the city seem to be thriving. Do you think a new leader will come forward?"
Soh smiled shyly in response to Anju's compliment, touched by the woman's sincerity. Ever since she'd bee young, she'd always striven to be kind and bring light into the world. To be told she had a good heart was, perhaps, the highest compliment she could receive.
Soh took the gloves with a word of thanks, sliding them onto her hands before taking the dye from Anju. She copied the Dragoon, spreading the dye liberally and then taking a flat rectangle of her own to begin kneading the sugar. It was oddly soothing work, and there was something particularly satisfying about the way the dye dispersed through the sugar in swirls and swathes, until it all became one solid color. Soh looked at Anju to see if she was done with her kneading, and to wait for instruction on how to stretch the taffy.
Soh smiled shyly in response to Anju's compliment, touched by the woman's sincerity. Ever since she'd bee young, she'd always striven to be kind and bring light into the world. To be told she had a good heart was, perhaps, the highest compliment she could receive.
Soh took the gloves with a word of thanks, sliding them onto her hands before taking the dye from Anju. She copied the Dragoon, spreading the dye liberally and then taking a flat rectangle of her own to begin kneading the sugar. It was oddly soothing work, and there was something particularly satisfying about the way the dye dispersed through the sugar in swirls and swathes, until it all became one solid color. Soh looked at Anju to see if she was done with her kneading, and to wait for instruction on how to stretch the taffy.
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