Trinket watched the woman, considering her apparent lack of concern. It was curious. Most people had stronger reactions. This woman seemed...unworried. Curious.
She followed along, purely out of intrigue, watching the woman's behavior. Her words were unexpected. An apology was, perhaps, appropriate for the moment. Such a thing would, she considered, be polite.
Politeness was boring.
She watched the woman, then the bird, considering both. The woman seemed unexpectedly interested in such a mundane thing as a bird. It continued to draw Trinket's attention. So many unanswered questions.
"Why are you watching the bird?" she asked.
Trinket's dark eyes studied the bird without expression, while her doll's glass eyes continued to watch the stranger, weighing every moment that passed.
She followed along, purely out of intrigue, watching the woman's behavior. Her words were unexpected. An apology was, perhaps, appropriate for the moment. Such a thing would, she considered, be polite.
Politeness was boring.
She watched the woman, then the bird, considering both. The woman seemed unexpectedly interested in such a mundane thing as a bird. It continued to draw Trinket's attention. So many unanswered questions.
"Why are you watching the bird?" she asked.
Trinket's dark eyes studied the bird without expression, while her doll's glass eyes continued to watch the stranger, weighing every moment that passed.
