Six turns her head, lips turning down into something a little more terse as she looks at the stranger.
"I had no intention of leaving. I thought it best to give people space to gather their things." A part of her is a little offended by the fact that she's been called out in particular, and her hand slips away from the necklace hanging at her neck to stare down the woman in front of her.
Honestly, she thinks, maybe she ought not to take it too personally; she is a stranger, woken in a new land, and she ought to consider herself lucky that she has been picked up by someone willing to take her in and make sure she's safe, even if it might only be because of the spark on her palm.
Breathing out, she glances around at the other people.
"I was praying. I didn't realise it was so offensive."
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"I had no intention of leaving. I thought it best to give people space to gather their things." A part of her is a little offended by the fact that she's been called out in particular, and her hand slips away from the necklace hanging at her neck to stare down the woman in front of her.
Honestly, she thinks, maybe she ought not to take it too personally; she is a stranger, woken in a new land, and she ought to consider herself lucky that she has been picked up by someone willing to take her in and make sure she's safe, even if it might only be because of the spark on her palm.
Breathing out, she glances around at the other people.
"I was praying. I didn't realise it was so offensive."