A shrug, water rippling out from the movement of her shoulders.
"We aren't going to be strangers very long," Derrica answers. "Not if you're going to be working with us and living here."
And it's not a hardship, to share what she has. Especially not when this person is clearly newly arrived, and settling into the Gallows. Maybe it's never a kindness repaid, but maybe it eases the transition. That's worth giving away a bottle of oil, to Derrica.
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Welcome is never really the right word to offer a rifter. So instead—
"You can use some of my hair oils, if you like. I've more than enough."
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— is not a no, nor a denial of being new. She cants her head, blue eyes bright as they watch the other woman.
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"We aren't going to be strangers very long," Derrica answers. "Not if you're going to be working with us and living here."
And it's not a hardship, to share what she has. Especially not when this person is clearly newly arrived, and settling into the Gallows. Maybe it's never a kindness repaid, but maybe it eases the transition. That's worth giving away a bottle of oil, to Derrica.