[Mini Event] they did the mash

Letha No kiss, no gentle word could wake me from this slumber Until I realize that it was you who held me under Letha did not fit in at parties. She was awkward and distant. She greeted those that came with nods, and a hug for Amun, but after that, with only four of them gathered, she felt so out of place. At least in a party with a large group, she would be able to find a corner and observe the rest of the goings on. But now, they all stood in the spotlight. Her arms came up to cross over her chest lightly, as if to shelter herself. Amun started the game, and Letha found a chair. Wessex and Bastien both had questions for the potter, but Letha's mind drew a blank. What did she want to ask that would be for the whole group? She wasn't sure. She bit her lip with some anticipation, waiting for Amun's answers. In her chair she leaned back and drew her legs up to her chest, resting her chin and waiting for the expressive potter to answer the questions. "What was your biggest childhood fear?" She finally asked.