Having wathered plenty of storms out at sea, Thal likes the idea of being able to see them pass by her window. Her head tilts in contemplation, liking the idea more with each second. "Hmm. That actually sounds pretty nice." She gives him a smile that borders on appreciative, filing the information away along with plans to visit.
The rest of her hot chocolate goes down easily, fighting off the chill that was starting to creep through her thick cloak. Her cheeks and nose have reddened slightly, bur she doesn't complain, tucking her hands into her pockets for warmth while she listens. This time, her smile is somewhat softer, happy for Asta, if not slightly jealous. "Seems like things have worked out for you." From mostly dead to having a private office and respectable fear, it's like a story out of a book.
People are beginning to disperse, having gathered their goods and met with friends. The streets start to lose the warmth of laughter and clustered bodies. Looking to Asta, she asks, "Are we expecting any more people?"
The rest of her hot chocolate goes down easily, fighting off the chill that was starting to creep through her thick cloak. Her cheeks and nose have reddened slightly, bur she doesn't complain, tucking her hands into her pockets for warmth while she listens. This time, her smile is somewhat softer, happy for Asta, if not slightly jealous. "Seems like things have worked out for you." From mostly dead to having a private office and respectable fear, it's like a story out of a book.
People are beginning to disperse, having gathered their goods and met with friends. The streets start to lose the warmth of laughter and clustered bodies. Looking to Asta, she asks, "Are we expecting any more people?"
thalassa
so don't waste the time i don't have
