No one's been so blunt in their intentions. Truthfully, he'd stumbled his way into such connections almost on accident. What does he do with Adrasteia and her intentions laid out so clearly?
Ellis' reply comes slowly. There is food on the tray between them, and his attention diverts to the process of folding over a slice of bread around egg and meat.
What would it have been like, to have arrived too late? Does it strike Ellis as a relief only because of that long, miserable stretch of time living alongside the consequences of what had been wrought in the desert?
"I wouldn't mind," he tells her, looking up at last from the tray. "But I can tell you, you won't have any trouble finding yourself friends here. So there's no need to rely on..."
One hand parting from it's work, turning up between them. Adrasteia is bright and kind and easy to know. She'll have friends. She needn't settle for a familiar, questionable face.
my shameful snail pace continues
Ellis' reply comes slowly. There is food on the tray between them, and his attention diverts to the process of folding over a slice of bread around egg and meat.
What would it have been like, to have arrived too late? Does it strike Ellis as a relief only because of that long, miserable stretch of time living alongside the consequences of what had been wrought in the desert?
"I wouldn't mind," he tells her, looking up at last from the tray. "But I can tell you, you won't have any trouble finding yourself friends here. So there's no need to rely on..."
One hand parting from it's work, turning up between them. Adrasteia is bright and kind and easy to know. She'll have friends. She needn't settle for a familiar, questionable face.