[ Time. She supposes she has plenty of that. She should be good at waiting, since she's done it her whole life. Too bad she's horribly impatient. Her lip pulls to the side as her head rests against one of the cool iron bars, seemingly resigned to the fact that she must wait even if she isn't very pleased with it.
It is not the most mature move the Sun Summoner has ever pulled, but part of the advantage of being an anonymous teenager is that someone like Genya or Baghra isn't in the background telling her to stand up straight or stop looking like someone's kicked her dog. She has to beat herself up about those things, and honestly she isn't very good at it.
She wears her youth fully, at least for this moment, and it's only exaggerated with the cautious hopefulness that crosses her expression when he asks how he can help. ]
Paper. And a pencil or ink. [ Not very precious things on the surface, but clearly invaluable to her. She pauses, taking a breath in as if to go on before stopping herself again, at war with whether or not this next request is too greedy. Ultimately, her desire to ask wins out. ] And books? If you can sneak them down...
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It is not the most mature move the Sun Summoner has ever pulled, but part of the advantage of being an anonymous teenager is that someone like Genya or Baghra isn't in the background telling her to stand up straight or stop looking like someone's kicked her dog. She has to beat herself up about those things, and honestly she isn't very good at it.
She wears her youth fully, at least for this moment, and it's only exaggerated with the cautious hopefulness that crosses her expression when he asks how he can help. ]
Paper. And a pencil or ink. [ Not very precious things on the surface, but clearly invaluable to her. She pauses, taking a breath in as if to go on before stopping herself again, at war with whether or not this next request is too greedy. Ultimately, her desire to ask wins out. ] And books? If you can sneak them down...