The shier woman's lips pulled into another quick smile; not at all bothered by how possessive Kazcor was coming across. If anything... it was a blessing in disguise. And only further reminded her of some of the men she'd interacted with. The other had crossed her legs, made herself appear smaller, and the fleeting smile left Ella's mouth. She didn't like that; and realized after a quick glance around that it was because of her.
Damn. She'd need to work on that. [q]You couldn't possibly have a boring life,[q] she stated, as she settled on the bench next to her fiancee. [q]But you might snore. That could be a problem...[q] She chuckled quietly, and tapped her fingers against the seat.
Kazcor was doing that thing, where she talked too quickly, it almost seemed like an anxious tick, but no matter how closely Ella looked at the Tilani female, she couldn't find anything that indicated anxiety. So perhaps, she was just used to speaking quickly. That wasn't uncommon among women in their circle. Talking quickly to be heard, so that a man couldn't shut you up.
[q]Oh, I don't mind. I, uhm, normally cook for my family. I enjoy it, there's something soothing about sorting the ingredients out into the right amounts and creating something edible from it.[q] It was a practical alchemy, she supposed. One glance at Kazcor eased her anxiety, because she was grinning, and Ella giggled, shaking her head.
[q]A tour would be nice, though.[q] She admitted, finally. And then she chewed the tip of her thumb, as Kazcor asked what kind of wedding she'd prefer. [q]Uhm... It would please my stepmother and her children to attend a large, old money soiree.[q] But the look on her face said she wanted anything but that. [q]I'm not certain that she'll come to... anything smaller.[q] She wasn't certain her father would, either. But she couldn't paint him in a worse light.
Damn. She'd need to work on that. [q]You couldn't possibly have a boring life,[q] she stated, as she settled on the bench next to her fiancee. [q]But you might snore. That could be a problem...[q] She chuckled quietly, and tapped her fingers against the seat.
Kazcor was doing that thing, where she talked too quickly, it almost seemed like an anxious tick, but no matter how closely Ella looked at the Tilani female, she couldn't find anything that indicated anxiety. So perhaps, she was just used to speaking quickly. That wasn't uncommon among women in their circle. Talking quickly to be heard, so that a man couldn't shut you up.
[q]Oh, I don't mind. I, uhm, normally cook for my family. I enjoy it, there's something soothing about sorting the ingredients out into the right amounts and creating something edible from it.[q] It was a practical alchemy, she supposed. One glance at Kazcor eased her anxiety, because she was grinning, and Ella giggled, shaking her head.
[q]A tour would be nice, though.[q] She admitted, finally. And then she chewed the tip of her thumb, as Kazcor asked what kind of wedding she'd prefer. [q]Uhm... It would please my stepmother and her children to attend a large, old money soiree.[q] But the look on her face said she wanted anything but that. [q]I'm not certain that she'll come to... anything smaller.[q] She wasn't certain her father would, either. But she couldn't paint him in a worse light.
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