She hadn't really accounted for the idea that she would be needed elsewhere, much less that she would be put in the care of an escort. It meant having novel things to study, new life to understand, new ways to test if she had finally understood what life was, that much couldn't be understated. But... people were always what complicated things for her. People were difficult. Hard to understand. She preferred that any discussions were kept brief.
...why, then, did the escort that was chosen for her fascinate her that much? What was it about him that made her so curious, so... intrigued? She couldn't tell at a glance, but that was at least part of why she'd accepted his company, however she felt about dealing with people aside.
It's also why Troy will find her opening the door, for a change; there's cup of tea sitting on its own little dish and a plate of his delivery of leche flan sitting in front of her chair at the table behind her. The flan itself already has a few small bites taken out of it; that has to be a good sign, right?]
You actually caught me at a good time. I just finished my research for the morning.
[ Troy is yet to meet Ruan Mei face to face, so he reserves his opinions until she opens that door and the sight of her reaches his eyes. He didn't expect that based on what he's heard of her so stayed by the door, letting his gaze linger until he snaps himself out of it, and carries himself like usual. Only then did he notice the other details - the smell of tea, the partially eaten flan - then her words register in his distracted mind when his focus eventually returns to him. ]
Excellent. I hope you were pleased with everything.
[ Troy nods, feeling himself smile and pointing towards the interior of the shelter. ]
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Date: 2024-04-08 01:48 am (UTC)She hadn't really accounted for the idea that she would be needed elsewhere, much less that she would be put in the care of an escort. It meant having novel things to study, new life to understand, new ways to test if she had finally understood what life was, that much couldn't be understated. But... people were always what complicated things for her. People were difficult. Hard to understand. She preferred that any discussions were kept brief.
...why, then, did the escort that was chosen for her fascinate her that much? What was it about him that made her so curious, so... intrigued? She couldn't tell at a glance, but that was at least part of why she'd accepted his company, however she felt about dealing with people aside.
It's also why Troy will find her opening the door, for a change; there's cup of tea sitting on its own little dish and a plate of his delivery of leche flan sitting in front of her chair at the table behind her. The flan itself already has a few small bites taken out of it; that has to be a good sign, right?]
You actually caught me at a good time. I just finished my research for the morning.
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Date: 2024-04-13 08:51 pm (UTC)Excellent. I hope you were pleased with everything.
[ Troy nods, feeling himself smile and pointing towards the interior of the shelter. ]
Especially those sweets.