[ She does, but that won't stop her from complimenting him. Such is the reality of someone entering into a friendship with Hilda.
Before the pearls can be dropped into the bag, she rolls one absently between her fingers, brow furrowing at his half-joking suggestion. ]
No?
[ But maybe she had. Then again, it's not like she was cooking all that often or staying in the loft (the couch at the Old Public Hall had been her bed as of late) so it couldn't have been that. Had she been from a more modern time and there were such things as hair straighteners in the Free Cities, that might have been more of a concern. Thankfully it isn't. ]
Maybe I forgot to lock the door? Or left a window open? [ A pearl slips from her fingers into the bag and something returns to her. ] I feel like I left a note to myself about it somewhere.
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Before the pearls can be dropped into the bag, she rolls one absently between her fingers, brow furrowing at his half-joking suggestion. ]
No?
[ But maybe she had. Then again, it's not like she was cooking all that often or staying in the loft (the couch at the Old Public Hall had been her bed as of late) so it couldn't have been that. Had she been from a more modern time and there were such things as hair straighteners in the Free Cities, that might have been more of a concern. Thankfully it isn't. ]
Maybe I forgot to lock the door? Or left a window open? [ A pearl slips from her fingers into the bag and something returns to her. ] I feel like I left a note to myself about it somewhere.