[ Leaving her to make the decision on her own is a bit... interesting, isn't it? She has no strong feelings either way on helping move versus sitting here and getting up to her elbows in one of his projects, but there's the creeping sense of — something. For the Shining Light, this would have been a test for her to fail. And who knows what tiresome, vulgar vitriol Butcher would have masked in some saccharine Dick van Dyke-coated pleasantness?
A brief glance over the shelves, the half-finished projects laid out. Frenchie wouldn't have wanted to help someone move when there are toys for him to play with. And it's clear Cid is providing a service to his clientele that's more valuable than just being a pack mule. She wanted to know if she could do more, right? More than fight, more than shield, more than carry. There's no bad time to start finding out. So, a bit shyly, she gestures toward the shelves, the work desks.
She's officially rescinding the offer to carry boxes. She'll stay here. ]
no worries!
A brief glance over the shelves, the half-finished projects laid out. Frenchie wouldn't have wanted to help someone move when there are toys for him to play with. And it's clear Cid is providing a service to his clientele that's more valuable than just being a pack mule. She wanted to know if she could do more, right? More than fight, more than shield, more than carry. There's no bad time to start finding out. So, a bit shyly, she gestures toward the shelves, the work desks.
She's officially rescinding the offer to carry boxes. She'll stay here. ]