[ Don't worry, she can hold her arm out like this forever just to prove a point. She can hold it out until she dies, and then her tombstone would say The boy may still heal me.
It doesn't come to that, thankfully, though her arm is definitely starting to ache by the time he reaches out for it. The strange chill of his skin when he touches her makes her tense a bit, her eyebrows pulling together. That's... odd. But his question distracts her from that line of thinking. ]
Yes?
[ You're really going to have to elaborate more, my dude. She can only assume that he takes some sort of offense to being called boy. Yes, Lukas did say that the peasants don't appreciate that, didn't he? She supposes that it's time for introductions. ]
Very well. I am Clair—the boy may address me as Lady Clair or simply milady. And what is your name?
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It doesn't come to that, thankfully, though her arm is definitely starting to ache by the time he reaches out for it. The strange chill of his skin when he touches her makes her tense a bit, her eyebrows pulling together. That's... odd. But his question distracts her from that line of thinking. ]
Yes?
[ You're really going to have to elaborate more, my dude. She can only assume that he takes some sort of offense to being called boy. Yes, Lukas did say that the peasants don't appreciate that, didn't he? She supposes that it's time for introductions. ]
Very well. I am Clair—the boy may address me as Lady Clair or simply milady. And what is your name?