[SE] on open fields (open)

Lily Lily obliges and passes the water canteen to the stranger, trying to digest what she’s said. It has nothing to do with what’s important to them, which seems… she’s trying to figure out how she feels about that. On one hand, there’s a social contract of sorts among the Hollowed Grounders. On the other hand, everyone is entitled to be selfish every now and then. But she is starting to get frustrated with this person (even though they never asked her stop by, she’s stayed entirely of her own accord, and perhaps therein lies the source of her frustration). “Right. Well. Whoever you are, would you prefer I leave you alone? It seems like I’m bothering you.” The redhead asks, allowing more snideness to seep in to her tone, preparing to stand up and leave if the answer is yes. women are like tricks by sleight of hand which, to admire, we should not understand