It didn't seem a fair trade, a reading for the cloaks, much less a reading for what may turn into an entirely new wardrobe. Alys chewed the inside of her cheek, her brow creased in the slightest of frowns as her instinctual stubbornness and pride warred with her youthful desire for someone to care for her. In the end, she sighed. "I'll give you readings for life," she said with a huff of laughter accompanied by a crooked smile.
The burgundy cloak wrapped around her shoulders and the others stuffed into various pockets, Alys followed Hotaru to the next stall, deferring to the other woman's leadership in the matter of shopping. "What all would you recommend I get?" she asked, almost afraid to know the answer. It was a strange feeling, knowing that she would be in Hotaru's debt, especially since she had no way of knowing just how much debt she'd be in by the time the day was done. Perhaps, once their shopping was done, she could treat Hotaru to a hot meal - and her first reading.
The burgundy cloak wrapped around her shoulders and the others stuffed into various pockets, Alys followed Hotaru to the next stall, deferring to the other woman's leadership in the matter of shopping. "What all would you recommend I get?" she asked, almost afraid to know the answer. It was a strange feeling, knowing that she would be in Hotaru's debt, especially since she had no way of knowing just how much debt she'd be in by the time the day was done. Perhaps, once their shopping was done, she could treat Hotaru to a hot meal - and her first reading.
alys glasse
waiting for the right mind to drive insane
