Delphine
Delphine flushed, when a voice sounded out, asking if she needed help. Not Noah, thank the gods. She managed to stand, and find the person that had spoken.
"Please." She wasn't the sort to turn down help, and she could easily tell the woman in front of her was not a native, her accent was different. Off.
Gathering what she could carry, she started back towards the house, "Can you just grab that up, and come on in?" Delphine had very little in way of self-preservation. Or perhaps she just didn't care, or think that people in Halo could be dangerous.
The mere thought of people not being dangerous made the blonde woman chuckle, as she dropped the wood by the fire and shook out of her furs and boots. If the stranger entered the house, she'd find the furniture was in disarray, all on one side of the room, and a variety of green paints were scattered around in various jars and buckets, different size brushes all around the main room.
The home was small, and the chill was quickly trying to weasel its way in. "Thank you, so much," she reached to claim the wood from the stranger, "I'm Delphine." She began to tend to the fire, kneeling in front of it.
"Please, feel free to take a seat. You aren't from Halo, are you?" She inquired, warming her hands over the fire, before she moved towards the kitchen area. "I'm not either--do you like tea?" She's already leaning on her toes to reach the uppermost shelf in the cabinet where she's organized the teas, something warming.
"Please." She wasn't the sort to turn down help, and she could easily tell the woman in front of her was not a native, her accent was different. Off.
Gathering what she could carry, she started back towards the house, "Can you just grab that up, and come on in?" Delphine had very little in way of self-preservation. Or perhaps she just didn't care, or think that people in Halo could be dangerous.
The mere thought of people not being dangerous made the blonde woman chuckle, as she dropped the wood by the fire and shook out of her furs and boots. If the stranger entered the house, she'd find the furniture was in disarray, all on one side of the room, and a variety of green paints were scattered around in various jars and buckets, different size brushes all around the main room.
The home was small, and the chill was quickly trying to weasel its way in. "Thank you, so much," she reached to claim the wood from the stranger, "I'm Delphine." She began to tend to the fire, kneeling in front of it.
"Please, feel free to take a seat. You aren't from Halo, are you?" She inquired, warming her hands over the fire, before she moved towards the kitchen area. "I'm not either--do you like tea?" She's already leaning on her toes to reach the uppermost shelf in the cabinet where she's organized the teas, something warming.
Let me make you smile, darling.
