You steal the air out of my lungs, you make me feel it
"That's a great idea!" Ellyra said to Edmund with excitement. She already helped some of the assistants gather materials needed as the architect worked on the sketch. When he handed it to her, Ellyra looked down at the paper and her face screwed up awkwardly. Then, she looked back to the NPC.
"I can't read." Ellyra lied, but with a bubblegum smile full of truth and innocence as she looked at the man and batted her eyelashes. She could read, in fact, quite well. The lioness hoped that the architect would not remember that she introduced herself as a nurse, for if one were to put those pieces together it would discredit one of the statements. Surely, nurses needed to learn to read and to hold that skill close to the chest. But she batted her eyes again anyway, hoping pity would rule over memory.
Ellyra tells the architect she can't read and hopes he will take mercy on her and verbally explain it!
"I can't read." Ellyra lied, but with a bubblegum smile full of truth and innocence as she looked at the man and batted her eyelashes. She could read, in fact, quite well. The lioness hoped that the architect would not remember that she introduced herself as a nurse, for if one were to put those pieces together it would discredit one of the statements. Surely, nurses needed to learn to read and to hold that skill close to the chest. But she batted her eyes again anyway, hoping pity would rule over memory.
Ellyra tells the architect she can't read and hopes he will take mercy on her and verbally explain it!
Ellyra
