And I hope if everybody runs, you choose to stay
"That's a good idea! I can do some mockups too, and see if there's another medium I like." Licking crumbs from her fingers with her mind filled with thoughts of paint and clay, plaster and whatever else might enhance a painting - cloth? sand? maybe even living plants? - she smiled, lighter at heart when engaged with art than any other time.
The sidelong glance she cast Ronin was a bit dubious. Seren couldn't quite recall anything she had done that had been useful. That meeting, maybe, but even there she had needed him to step in and get things going, while she kept floundering about. At least his cheesy gallantry made her laugh, though it was with a lighthearted eye roll. "My champion! Whatever shall I do without you." Clasping dramatically at her heart, then proceeding to swoon and falling to her back on the blanket, the thought honestly didn't bear thinking. "Still... Maybe forget what I said about doing this on my own? Clearly I didn't know what I was talking about" she asked, her nose wrinkling at the memory of her sudden return, and the baseless confidence she'd flung around like a banner. "And I should train more..." She had been postponing that. Procrastinating, when the memory of her dramatic defeat in the tournament reared its ugly head.
Maybe she was a bit scared, to put herself out there again.
The sidelong glance she cast Ronin was a bit dubious. Seren couldn't quite recall anything she had done that had been useful. That meeting, maybe, but even there she had needed him to step in and get things going, while she kept floundering about. At least his cheesy gallantry made her laugh, though it was with a lighthearted eye roll. "My champion! Whatever shall I do without you." Clasping dramatically at her heart, then proceeding to swoon and falling to her back on the blanket, the thought honestly didn't bear thinking. "Still... Maybe forget what I said about doing this on my own? Clearly I didn't know what I was talking about" she asked, her nose wrinkling at the memory of her sudden return, and the baseless confidence she'd flung around like a banner. "And I should train more..." She had been postponing that. Procrastinating, when the memory of her dramatic defeat in the tournament reared its ugly head.
Maybe she was a bit scared, to put herself out there again.
Seren
