It was plain to see that she’d miscalculated. She may not know what to say in most situations, but she knew how to tell what people thought about it. A part of her was annoyed, but she couldn’t hold it against him. Sadness was sadness, and technically she had approached him, after all. She could hardly expect him to be in a good mood. ”I see.” She said, letting her eyes wander around the bar to give her somewhere to look.
”Thank you, for the meal.” She said, feeling increasingly uncomfortable in the presence of the broody individual, and looking forward to finishing her stew and returning to the fire. She sped up her eating a tad in order to down her last few bites more quickly.
Tala
there's a world that was meant for us to see
