Either it’s the pregnancy hormones or a sudden development of a conscience, but regret slides up her ribs like cold water at the woman’s dismissal and the microscopic twitch of her expression. Sighing softly to herself she wiggles beneath the taller woman as she backs up by degrees, propping herself up on her elbows, fur-edged hood falling back against her shoulders. Ru remains there for a moment as Aino - newly introduced and freshly committed to memory - stands above her. Then she’s gracefully sliding to her feet as well, balance sure upon the snowy slope of the roof.
“Hotaru Kaito.” Delicate hand waves it away, any notion of notoriety a forgone thought with the fish seller. Stymied by the awareness an outstretched hand would be rebuffed, she begins to rearrange her hair into some semblance of put-togetherness, too proper for anything like fiddling fingers. For all she might rarely apologize, Hotaru still knows how.
“For what it’s worth I apologize. It’s no excuse but my recent Attunement has left me with a lot more...feline urges than I had expected. And you truly did look miserable - hard to spot, but I thought perhaps -” cutting herself off she shakes her head and clears her throat, gesturing to the lean-to they’d scrambled up. “Want me to go first to help you down?” Perhaps an insulting gesture with how small Hotaru appears, but the Valkyrie is confident she is capable of supporting Aino if the woman needs it. She is much stronger than she appears.
“Hotaru Kaito.” Delicate hand waves it away, any notion of notoriety a forgone thought with the fish seller. Stymied by the awareness an outstretched hand would be rebuffed, she begins to rearrange her hair into some semblance of put-togetherness, too proper for anything like fiddling fingers. For all she might rarely apologize, Hotaru still knows how.
“For what it’s worth I apologize. It’s no excuse but my recent Attunement has left me with a lot more...feline urges than I had expected. And you truly did look miserable - hard to spot, but I thought perhaps -” cutting herself off she shakes her head and clears her throat, gesturing to the lean-to they’d scrambled up. “Want me to go first to help you down?” Perhaps an insulting gesture with how small Hotaru appears, but the Valkyrie is confident she is capable of supporting Aino if the woman needs it. She is much stronger than she appears.
