[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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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.