PHOEBE
Pim blinked, the clear lid clicking closed first as Harper imitated him. Usually Pim was the one doing the imitating. Not only that but this human-male did not seem intimidated of him. The human-males that came and went from Phoebe-blessed-by-Frey's side were always intimidated by him. His head tilted, considering him. Maybe this human-male had some merit - scales below his squishy human flesh.
Phoebe meanwhile laughed a bit, smirking at him. "Will I? Or will I let you sit there and suffer a bit for being foolish?" she said, teasingly. Clearly she wouldn't, she was too quick to offer assistance to do something so mean. Under normal circumstances anyways. Her honeyed eyes were quick to notice his hesitation though before he lifted the tonic to his lips. Her smile turned sympathetic. "Mostly willow bark and boswellia, with a bit of turmeric and clove for flavor." she said softly. She had grown up in a world filled with war - Phoebe had seen enough men grow wary after their experiences defending the kingdom, and she was willing to go to great lengths to ease such a mind because of it.
"Who showed you around?" she asked, curious. But the hand over hers surprised her, and wide honeyed eyes looked away from the icepack to his blue gaze. Her cheeks flushed slightly, having not expected the kindness or concern. She smiled at him warmly and shook her head. "I'm raising my three nephews on my own. You'll be far from a nuisance. Besides, with all the extra beds at my clinic, I've sort of become the defacto innkeeper for new Outlanders." she said with a little shrug, not realizing she was confirming his fears. Yes, without much thought to the possible ulterior motives of people, she was welcoming them to stay with her, with only the mighty strawberry for defense. No husband, brother, father, or anyone of great strength to defend her and three children.
Phoebe meanwhile laughed a bit, smirking at him. "Will I? Or will I let you sit there and suffer a bit for being foolish?" she said, teasingly. Clearly she wouldn't, she was too quick to offer assistance to do something so mean. Under normal circumstances anyways. Her honeyed eyes were quick to notice his hesitation though before he lifted the tonic to his lips. Her smile turned sympathetic. "Mostly willow bark and boswellia, with a bit of turmeric and clove for flavor." she said softly. She had grown up in a world filled with war - Phoebe had seen enough men grow wary after their experiences defending the kingdom, and she was willing to go to great lengths to ease such a mind because of it.
"Who showed you around?" she asked, curious. But the hand over hers surprised her, and wide honeyed eyes looked away from the icepack to his blue gaze. Her cheeks flushed slightly, having not expected the kindness or concern. She smiled at him warmly and shook her head. "I'm raising my three nephews on my own. You'll be far from a nuisance. Besides, with all the extra beds at my clinic, I've sort of become the defacto innkeeper for new Outlanders." she said with a little shrug, not realizing she was confirming his fears. Yes, without much thought to the possible ulterior motives of people, she was welcoming them to stay with her, with only the mighty strawberry for defense. No husband, brother, father, or anyone of great strength to defend her and three children.
When the static clears
And all is said and done
I will realize that we all need someone
