{the look she gives him before she can stop herself isn't friendly. Long winter's nap or no, she's scared, she's alone, she's unsure about her future and yes, she's starting to actually realize she's hungry. As nerves go, hers are thin and given their first interaction, her immediate reactive instincts with him aren't to assume he means well. Then she sighs though and her arms shift to hold her jacket tighter against her chest. She's being unfair and she feels guilty for it.}
Yes. I suppose that's as good an answer as any.
{somewhere specific would have been reassuring, especially if she'd recognized it. The place where the foxglove grows or near the odd circle of oaks or back to my tree or even someplace you've never heard of but this is my incomprehensible name for it that sounds like I'm hacking up a lung. Those are touchmarks for her though, simply a solid something so that she can pretend she's a little less lost and separate in the world, and for all she knows the entire forest is just one big single piece to him, and asking where they were going in it was like asking where on a chair someone was supposed to sit.
It was kinder reasoning than assuming he thinks she's an idiot - which he might simply be doing but it's easier to keep trying to be polite and open if she doesn't think that way.}
Hm?
{So busy mentally defending him from herself, it takes her a long moment for his question to sink in and the look she lifts to him is dubious. He doesn't look as if he's mocking her though - and saints knew, she suspects he won't bother hide it if he is any more than he hides it when he's tired of her. She's just assumed that leshy are familiar with humans. At least they are in the stories but maybe the stories are only about leshy that humans have had contact with so of course those would be familiar. The ones that aren't wouldn't be around humans enough to make it into stories. So, she supposes it's safe to say this one at least probably hasn't recently kidnapped any women or tickled any wood cutters to death.
Though, to be fair, she supposed you didn't really need to know what someone ate if you were only interested in tickling them to death.
And who tickles someone to death anyway?}
Oh. No. I'm sorry. Sunlight's really not enough. I'm closer to animal than plant.
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Yes. I suppose that's as good an answer as any.
{somewhere specific would have been reassuring, especially if she'd recognized it. The place where the foxglove grows or near the odd circle of oaks or back to my tree or even someplace you've never heard of but this is my incomprehensible name for it that sounds like I'm hacking up a lung. Those are touchmarks for her though, simply a solid something so that she can pretend she's a little less lost and separate in the world, and for all she knows the entire forest is just one big single piece to him, and asking where they were going in it was like asking where on a chair someone was supposed to sit.
It was kinder reasoning than assuming he thinks she's an idiot - which he might simply be doing but it's easier to keep trying to be polite and open if she doesn't think that way.}
Hm?
{So busy mentally defending him from herself, it takes her a long moment for his question to sink in and the look she lifts to him is dubious. He doesn't look as if he's mocking her though - and saints knew, she suspects he won't bother hide it if he is any more than he hides it when he's tired of her. She's just assumed that leshy are familiar with humans. At least they are in the stories but maybe the stories are only about leshy that humans have had contact with so of course those would be familiar. The ones that aren't wouldn't be around humans enough to make it into stories. So, she supposes it's safe to say this one at least probably hasn't recently kidnapped any women or tickled any wood cutters to death.
Though, to be fair, she supposed you didn't really need to know what someone ate if you were only interested in tickling them to death.
And who tickles someone to death anyway?}
Oh. No. I'm sorry. Sunlight's really not enough. I'm closer to animal than plant.