The tiniest hint of a smirk touched Trinket's lips as she watched the strange man throw her spider at another passerby. She hadn't gotten a scream from the man, but she had gotten a scream nonetheless. And the man had helped.
Quite curious.
Trinket stepped closer, her bare feet silent whispers on the wooden floorboards. She stopped right in front of the man's table. Her black glassy eyes studied him from top to bottom. Her doll mimicked the motion, looking him up and down. Finally, both pairs of eyes turned to the man's face.
Familiar. Somehow familiar. Curious, indeed.
She spoke in a soft voice, holding the doll against her chest. "Why did you throw it?"
Quite curious.
Trinket stepped closer, her bare feet silent whispers on the wooden floorboards. She stopped right in front of the man's table. Her black glassy eyes studied him from top to bottom. Her doll mimicked the motion, looking him up and down. Finally, both pairs of eyes turned to the man's face.
Familiar. Somehow familiar. Curious, indeed.
She spoke in a soft voice, holding the doll against her chest. "Why did you throw it?"
