[It's the kind of prying observation that Beatrix can only handle in small amounts. She is not unfamiliar with being watched. Assessed. Evaluated. Judged. Alexandria has done that to her for over ten years of her life. But when it comes from her friends, in this place, in this world, with the way she is now, it feels almost unbearable.
If Oriphi ever looked at her with disappointment, she's not sure she could endure it. Even if she's certain she deserves that and little else.
Her gaze very deliberately moves onto the basket of healing potions Oriphi has supplied her with and she shuffles through it purely as a means to stall for time.]
I suppose I did not have other things to do. I can spend some time with you, if that is what you want.
[Obviously. That's what Oriphi wants. Or else she wouldn't have asked.]
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If Oriphi ever looked at her with disappointment, she's not sure she could endure it. Even if she's certain she deserves that and little else.
Her gaze very deliberately moves onto the basket of healing potions Oriphi has supplied her with and she shuffles through it purely as a means to stall for time.]
I suppose I did not have other things to do. I can spend some time with you, if that is what you want.
[Obviously. That's what Oriphi wants. Or else she wouldn't have asked.]