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Cain ([personal profile] baguablade) wrote in [community profile] nysalogs 2018-04-11 10:54 pm (UTC)

campfire's glow

[ The frown, and the way that the woman very much seems to change her mind about what she's going to say doesn't go unnoticed. Cain makes a mental note; she's not exactly subtle in the way she's choosing her words, her thoughts clear on her face, and her expression not matching what she's said.

But what she's said is polite enough, and he'll give points for making an effort to get along in a strange new world. After all, finding out that your world is gone, that this is what you have to look forward to, the chaos of El Nysa, is hard on anyone. That she's trying goes a long way, and Cain isn't someone who takes offense easily to begin with.

He takes a step to the side, leaving room for her to sit down first on the log he'd meant to use as a seat in front of the fire. She's not wearing nearly enough to keep very warm as the night chill sets in, and he can only imagine that she's tired after the excitement of her arrival.
]

Don't worry about it. I was blending in. [ He's wearing dark colors, and it's not like he's carrying a flashlight or anything, after all. With a grin, he waves her toward the fire's cheerful warmth. ] It's all yours, if you'd like it.

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