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[pathologise]

Who: adrienne peters + open
When: through december
Where: free cities
What: day-to-day life things
Warnings: maybe some medical talk

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[theidlemaiden]

[ Like many other things in life, Hilda hadn't put much thought into what sort of outcome her suggestion would lead to. So when Adrienne goes to ruffle around in her bag and begins to write something, peers curiously over the woman's shoulder.

At first it takes her mind a moment to register what she's reading. There's a momentary bubble of panic that rises in her chest. She looks up at Adrienne, a sliver of helplessness in her eyes before she looks down again. Seconds tick by until finally, weirdly, the words Adrienne has in front of her sort of form meaning. When she looks back up this time, she looks mildly bewildered. ]

Can I read this? Is that what that means?

[pathologise]

( she sees the change in the woman's expression from confusion to understanding, thinking at first that she's managed to do it until hilda translates it. and maybe she feels mildly frustrated even if that's probably not the right response )

But you couldn't at first.

( commenting, thinking, and frowning slightly )

When you understood the words... did you see them in the language you speak or did they look unfamiliar and you somehow just knew what it meant?

( even if adrienne will never figure out how to get around it she can at least figure out what hilda sees )

[theidlemaiden]

[ Rationally Hilda knows that it isn't her fault that she might not be able to understand what Adrienne has written, but for a moment she worries that she's disappointed her somehow. A part of her that's been trained to react to the slightest hint of it that she tenses, the bubble of panic refusing to pop - only to realize that Adrienne simply wants to understand a little more about her experience. ] 

A little of both? Some of them looked familiar but it took me a second to understand what you had written. 

[pathologise]

( hilda's response doesn't help her frown, though that's a frown entirely based upon ghte fact that she can't wrap her head around this rather than anything that hilda's doing or saying.

she knows some languages, she knows understanding and translating and getting meaning even if you don't know all of the words but... hilda hadn't known this but then she did?

which is why, after a moment, she hands the pen and notebook to her )

Can you write something? I want to see what happened.

[theidlemaiden]

[ Surprise flits across her gaze before nodding and taking the pen. ]

Oh, sure!

[ She shouldn't think so hard about this. It's just a little phrase after all. In her neat, elegant writing words bloom across the page: Adrienne is a doctor! But she's more than just a doctor she's my friend too.

Before the ink dries she flips the notebook around for her to read. ]

[pathologise]

( she frowns at the writing for a little bit, not understanding what's written and maybe it's because adrienne doesn't expect to that it takes a little bit longer.

she's about to shake her head when some of the words clear up for her, not all at once but the longer she stares at it the more of it she can seem to understand.

and it makes her smile a little )

Oh. ( hilda! so nice! ) That's... really weird. I shouldn't have been able to read that but I can.

[theidlemaiden]

Right? That's sort of how it felt reading what you wrote earlier. 

[ There's a little bit of a nonchalant shrug at the end of that however. ] 

I try not to think about it too hard. Magic and the Singularity do weird things. And well, all of that feels a lot like a mystery I'm not sure I'm equipped to solve.

[ There's a brief pause. ]

But if I did want to learn some German, would you teach me? I was thinking it might be fun to talk about things without others knowing what we're saying.

[pathologise]

( she looks surprised at the question before slowly smiling, the thought more heartwarming than adrienne ever would have expected it to be )

Of course I would.

( having that little piece shared was always special to her )

Though, just in case you do find anyone else that speaks German, mine is... not quite the same. But that's an if.

( schweisserdeutsch was just that special dialectally. and whilst adrienne did also know standard german it wasn't with as much fluency or use. and it wasn't hers )

[theidlemaiden]

[ Adrienne's warning is met with a little shrug. Hilda isn't immune to the draw of exclusivity. Or the idea that no one would be able to understand them if they were talking about things they only wanted to discuss together. That feels presumptuous in some ways - but she waves the thought off.

Mischief sparks in her eyes. ]

That's okay! All the better to tell secrets with, right?

[pathologise]

I guess it is.

( which adrienne knows people do. she's just not had anyone around in a long time to do that with )

It was more a warning of just in case there was someone else, but if you're learning it for me then we don't have to worry.

shall we wrap? 💕

[theidlemaiden]

Perfect.

[ She grins. ]

Let me know when works best for you! You can come by and visit the loft and I'll make sure that we have all the proper learning treats.

[ Don't ask her what those are because she has no idea. It'll be a surprise for the both of them. ]