It was the first time that being a therapist had been suggested to Alys, and she blinked with surprise, turning a little pink at the compliment. She'd never really considered herself a "people person," the way that she assumed that therapists must be. But then, if she considered it, she supposed that she did often listen to people's worries and give them tools to help them with their troubles. After all, if one can see things clearly, it becomes easier to deal with things, doesn't it?
"Thank you," she said, meaning it wholeheartedly. She hesitated for a moment, but their meeting today had felt so much like fate, and Alys was never one to dismiss such a notion, so she reached out to gently grasp Hotaru's hand with both of hers. "If ever you need a listening ear, my door is always open to you."
A furrow in Alys's brow smoothed at the revelation that Hotaru had lost a son and had thereafter led a solitary existence. That was in line with the cards, and Alys squeezed the woman's hand. "I am sorry for your loss." There was no pity in it, just sorrow - a profound sadness for all that Hotaru had endured.
When Hotaru offered friendship, Alys smiled shyly. She had precious few friends, particularly friends with whom she had bonded as quickly as she seemed to have with Hotaru, and she welcomed the idea of spending more time with the other woman. "I would like that," she said happily. "I have been rather solitary myself. It will be nice to spend time with you." It was, perhaps, a bit awkward, but Alys liked this honesty much better than having to guess where she stood with someone.
"Thank you," she said, meaning it wholeheartedly. She hesitated for a moment, but their meeting today had felt so much like fate, and Alys was never one to dismiss such a notion, so she reached out to gently grasp Hotaru's hand with both of hers. "If ever you need a listening ear, my door is always open to you."
A furrow in Alys's brow smoothed at the revelation that Hotaru had lost a son and had thereafter led a solitary existence. That was in line with the cards, and Alys squeezed the woman's hand. "I am sorry for your loss." There was no pity in it, just sorrow - a profound sadness for all that Hotaru had endured.
When Hotaru offered friendship, Alys smiled shyly. She had precious few friends, particularly friends with whom she had bonded as quickly as she seemed to have with Hotaru, and she welcomed the idea of spending more time with the other woman. "I would like that," she said happily. "I have been rather solitary myself. It will be nice to spend time with you." It was, perhaps, a bit awkward, but Alys liked this honesty much better than having to guess where she stood with someone.
alys glasse
waiting for the right mind to drive insane
