Mallorie
The younger woman’s effusiveness charms Mallorie, she can’t deny it. She seems well-intentioned enough and Mallorie appreciates her willingness to let the subject lie.
“You’re right, of course,” she considers this - and her - before adding, “you sound like you know your way around a tale or two.”
Hester’s thoughts on a story were true enough. Mallorie wasn’t a storyteller, but even she knew that some tales weren’t worth the telling. Barely worth the living, in some cases. She shook her head gently and something not unlike a smile caught her unawares at Hestor’s reaction to her statement.
Sweet, she thinks, at the squeal. Can’t remember ever being that enthused with anything herself.
She feels a little self-conscious but nods and answers to the affirmative with a “Mm.”
Mallorie thinks for a second before speaking again.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” she says, “are you fond of wordplay then?”
“You’re right, of course,” she considers this - and her - before adding, “you sound like you know your way around a tale or two.”
Hester’s thoughts on a story were true enough. Mallorie wasn’t a storyteller, but even she knew that some tales weren’t worth the telling. Barely worth the living, in some cases. She shook her head gently and something not unlike a smile caught her unawares at Hestor’s reaction to her statement.
Sweet, she thinks, at the squeal. Can’t remember ever being that enthused with anything herself.
She feels a little self-conscious but nods and answers to the affirmative with a “Mm.”
Mallorie thinks for a second before speaking again.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” she says, “are you fond of wordplay then?”
Knowledge came and devastated
