You had big, big, big plans, you used to play gracefully with your mythical hands
Hester makes a gesture like she's elbowing the older woman, though it's a pitiful motion at best, a little wiggle of her arm accompanied by a bright grin. "Or two." She repeats with a wink, laughing at herself.
It's easy to get people to laugh if you start it off, after all.
"I am! My da' played riddle games with me since I was little little." It was practically how she'd learned to speak. Though, her face grows a little sheepish, and she leans away from Mallorie for a step that becomes another almost stumble as she forgets the weight of the bag. "I'm not actually that quick though. Mostly I say good things on accident, and I get lucky."
It's maybe a touch too honest, but it's not as if anything much hinges on it, and it's not as if she has to be embarrassed for long, as her destination looms up before them. Hester turns to offer Mallorie a bright smile, nearly toppling again as she turns. "This is me." She chirps, clearly not sure how to step away without being outright told goodbye, and too polite to say it herself.
It's easy to get people to laugh if you start it off, after all.
"I am! My da' played riddle games with me since I was little little." It was practically how she'd learned to speak. Though, her face grows a little sheepish, and she leans away from Mallorie for a step that becomes another almost stumble as she forgets the weight of the bag. "I'm not actually that quick though. Mostly I say good things on accident, and I get lucky."
It's maybe a touch too honest, but it's not as if anything much hinges on it, and it's not as if she has to be embarrassed for long, as her destination looms up before them. Hester turns to offer Mallorie a bright smile, nearly toppling again as she turns. "This is me." She chirps, clearly not sure how to step away without being outright told goodbye, and too polite to say it herself.
Hester
