haunted, yes, but cute
Delphia’s head tilted to the side, looking at him with mild confusion. ”What standards am I holding others to?” she asked. She didn’t think she did – in fact, she was certain she had said something to the effect of not holding others to standards. That she questioned, sought to help others think and find answers – that was not a standard. Just questions. Curiosity. Wishing to help. Ones answers and choices and what they did…well there were very few situations that would lead her to hold that against another.
Her eyes drifted down to the mud as it was corralled, watching it quietly for a moment. ”Then, in this case at least, you understand more than most in my experience.” she said with a small smile.
Her eyes drifted down to the mud as it was corralled, watching it quietly for a moment. ”Then, in this case at least, you understand more than most in my experience.” she said with a small smile.
