Trinket drew her hand back, watching as the basket was drawn out of her reach. She looked up at the woman, then down at the basket. She considered for a moment the possibilities. However, this woman seemed of a different mind than most. Perhaps, Trinket thought, she would continue to not get the expected reactions.
She studied the woman's face in silence. The woman seemed quite preoccupied with the bird. It was strange. The bird, while interesting enough, would not have held Trinket's attention for this long. The woman, however, did, if only for curiosity of what would hold the woman's attention as strongly as the bird did.
"You know Frey," she said as she studied the woman. "Frey sends the animals to you. But why to you?" Trinket eyed the woman up and down. Curious. There were simply things that did not make sense. "Why are you the one who cares for this place, rather than another?"
She sat and held her doll in her lap, waiting patiently. Her attention was drawn to the swift movements of the woman's hands as she drew. Skillful strokes, each made with deliberate precision. The movements would be hard to replicate. The difficulty of such an act held her curiosity, though she knew not how to proceed.
She studied the woman's face in silence. The woman seemed quite preoccupied with the bird. It was strange. The bird, while interesting enough, would not have held Trinket's attention for this long. The woman, however, did, if only for curiosity of what would hold the woman's attention as strongly as the bird did.
"You know Frey," she said as she studied the woman. "Frey sends the animals to you. But why to you?" Trinket eyed the woman up and down. Curious. There were simply things that did not make sense. "Why are you the one who cares for this place, rather than another?"
She sat and held her doll in her lap, waiting patiently. Her attention was drawn to the swift movements of the woman's hands as she drew. Skillful strokes, each made with deliberate precision. The movements would be hard to replicate. The difficulty of such an act held her curiosity, though she knew not how to proceed.
