WHO: six, marcus, marcoulf, barrow, matthias, laura & derrica WHAT: escorting some stranded orphans back to ostwick WHEN: firstfall 9:45 WHERE: on the road to ostwick NOTES: n/a.
Rather than doing any of the many things that immediately come to mind (hitting him, cursing him, etc) Derrica draws herself up, takes a deep breath, and shakes her head dismissively.
"Don't speak to me outside of what's necessary for our work."
And then she spits into the dirt between them, before turning to walk away without waiting for a reply. What else is there to say now? Everything has been made painfully clear, and Derrica isn't interested in anything beyond firmly closing off any friendship between them.
He opens his mouth as if to acknowledge her, but simply closes it again and nods. Presumably that warning applies now.
There's an uneasy little tug in his heart as she walks away, spit or not. Perhaps he shouldn't be so dismissive. Or perhaps this is exactly why he should.
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"Don't speak to me outside of what's necessary for our work."
And then she spits into the dirt between them, before turning to walk away without waiting for a reply. What else is there to say now? Everything has been made painfully clear, and Derrica isn't interested in anything beyond firmly closing off any friendship between them.
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There's an uneasy little tug in his heart as she walks away, spit or not. Perhaps he shouldn't be so dismissive.
Or perhaps this is exactly why he should.