Yes, actually! Did you know there are whole craft stores around here? Completely full of art supplies from the ceiling to the floor!
[Teasing has subsided to make way for genuine excitement, palpable across the Murmur.] You've got to get him to escort you to one if he hasn't already.
Oh. Right. [So many people here are from this Earth place...
There's a ping of confusion at Sharon's immediate reaction, though she focuses on the question first.] Actually, yes! A lot more than I expected! And some we could probably reconstitute if we could find the proper solvents.
If you don't want to go with Arthur, do you want me to come with you?
[Her confusion persists. Wouldn't it be more fun with a friend??]
Kalmiya's confusion sparks her own, and there's a sense that she's furrowing her brow. ] Want? [ ...she didn't even consider what she wanted. ] I'm just used to doing shit on my own, Kal.
[Kalmiya is careful to lean away from the Murmur in her immediate reaction to Sharon, a sadness that she wouldn't want to come across as pity. She doesn't know Sharon's exact situation, of course, but there was a time that Kalmiya herself was used to doing things on her own.
Even now, after all the progress she's made, her first instinct was not to reach out to the other people in this ruined city. It was self-defense, it was anger, it was violence. In a mindset like that, it can be hard to adjust to the kindness of others even when you desperately want it.
What she allows through instead is the calm positivity of welcome, an open invitation.] No need to thank me! Consider it a favor to me; I can get a bit stir crazy when left on my own for too long!
[Not untrue, though maybe a tad exaggerated for the sake of giving Sharon an out. Sometimes it's easier to do something for someone else than for yourself.]
[ The gentle thread of calm, easy positivity continues to be pleasant, and Sharon doesn't think to question a single word Kalmiya offers. She feels like the kind of person who thrives in constant company. Sharon likes it too, she just happens to be a little too good at solitude. Decades of it have made her an expert.
A quiet chuckle slips out of her. ] Then you'll be the first one I reach for.
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Yes, actually! Did you know there are whole craft stores around here? Completely full of art supplies from the ceiling to the floor!
[Teasing has subsided to make way for genuine excitement, palpable across the Murmur.] You've got to get him to escort you to one if he hasn't already.
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[ But— ] Escort me? [ That earns a snort. Not how she operates. ] I'll get him to give me the location. Did you find any usable paint?
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There's a ping of confusion at Sharon's immediate reaction, though she focuses on the question first.] Actually, yes! A lot more than I expected! And some we could probably reconstitute if we could find the proper solvents.
If you don't want to go with Arthur, do you want me to come with you?
[Her confusion persists. Wouldn't it be more fun with a friend??]
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Kalmiya's confusion sparks her own, and there's a sense that she's furrowing her brow. ] Want? [ ...she didn't even consider what she wanted. ] I'm just used to doing shit on my own, Kal.
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You don't have to now, though! I've found things to be much more enjoyable when I do them with other people.
[With some amusement:] If that's the sort of thing you'd want, of course.
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Thank you, Kalmiya. [ Genuine. She's still getting used to this whole peopling thing. Give her a little time, and soon they'll be having sleepovers. ]
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Even now, after all the progress she's made, her first instinct was not to reach out to the other people in this ruined city. It was self-defense, it was anger, it was violence. In a mindset like that, it can be hard to adjust to the kindness of others even when you desperately want it.
What she allows through instead is the calm positivity of welcome, an open invitation.] No need to thank me! Consider it a favor to me; I can get a bit stir crazy when left on my own for too long!
[Not untrue, though maybe a tad exaggerated for the sake of giving Sharon an out. Sometimes it's easier to do something for someone else than for yourself.]
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A quiet chuckle slips out of her. ] Then you'll be the first one I reach for.