// hope, is wonderfully messy //
“Noted,” she granted with a smile, as if those means and measures would be its sole purpose, before glancing amidst the other spines. More than a few caught her eye, and before long, she had a neat little pile formed, with everything from modern healing devices to newfound plants, tried and true variants of bandaging, and some new script on proper ointments for animals.
Content with what she’d found already, her gaze meandered back to the signs, gesturing with the books in the direction Zavien would most likely seek. “I’m sure they do,” though she’d be of the type to have him attempt to read some portions, simply because not doing it meant he remained stagnant on the entire thing, and off she meandered, tomes and Mittens in tow.
Before long, dipping amidst the aisles, she gave a firm whisper. “Over here!” And while she wouldn’t be intrigued – they’d seen enough of her skills to know it wasn’t in her immediate forte – Zavien would likely find plenty to inspire and intrigue.
Content with what she’d found already, her gaze meandered back to the signs, gesturing with the books in the direction Zavien would most likely seek. “I’m sure they do,” though she’d be of the type to have him attempt to read some portions, simply because not doing it meant he remained stagnant on the entire thing, and off she meandered, tomes and Mittens in tow.
Before long, dipping amidst the aisles, she gave a firm whisper. “Over here!” And while she wouldn’t be intrigued – they’d seen enough of her skills to know it wasn’t in her immediate forte – Zavien would likely find plenty to inspire and intrigue.
Lena
// we must weather the potential of happiness //
