Be still my foolish heart
She had heard the approaching steps but been too busy staring at the far away ceiling to pay much attention. Figuring that whoever it was would be more attentive. A dangerous presumption as it turned out; she jumped back just as quickly as the other person. "So sorry, are you..?" Okay, yes. The person did seem okay. She looked at the other, then had to look again. Mind rudely raking over silhouette and features in some attempt to classify them, sort them into some recognizeable category - bad habit, it didn't even matter as they were clearly too young anyway - until she caught herself and looked away. Awkward. Self conscious, in the patched, ill-fitting mishmash of hand me down garments Loren had found for her just recently.
Help? Oh gods yes, did she need help.
"Uhm, possibly... I'm looking for the Loreseekers guild? And a person named Jigano. I was told that I might... that is, I'm looking for a job. Are... do you know where I might find it? Them..."
Realizing she was blabbering, with an uncomfortable prickly heat rising from shoulderblades to the cheeks, she clamped her mouth shut with an audible click of the teeth. Sweating profusely despite the cool, dry air... the paper rustled faintly as she shifted it nervously between uneasy fingers.
Don't ruin this on me
PETRA
