Seren
It might say even more about the girl, that she would look upon training soldiers and steady preparations and call the ordered determination peaceful. No one was crying, yet, and the daily rythm had yet to be disrupted; thus all was well. With no further questions asked, and no reason to keep explaining it was easy for Seren to let herself be distracted into talk of other things. Hunters and gifts, and common courtesies.
The way her mouth formed into a silent 'oh' at the mention of simply saying thank you, that little detail had slipped her mind completely. "Ah, I... should probably start there, now that you mention it," she agreed, the words tumbling out in such a rush that one might be forgiven for thinking she was embarrassed. "A whetstone? Really? It sounds so... plain. Is that the kind of gifts men like?" It could be a useful piece of information, truth be told. Considering the number of males in her life that would inevitably celebrate birthdays at one point or another.
The way her mouth formed into a silent 'oh' at the mention of simply saying thank you, that little detail had slipped her mind completely. "Ah, I... should probably start there, now that you mention it," she agreed, the words tumbling out in such a rush that one might be forgiven for thinking she was embarrassed. "A whetstone? Really? It sounds so... plain. Is that the kind of gifts men like?" It could be a useful piece of information, truth be told. Considering the number of males in her life that would inevitably celebrate birthdays at one point or another.
It's written in the stars above
Exactly who we are is just enough
Exactly who we are is just enough
