( He'll find her smiling when he obliges her offer; she's easy to please and enjoys sharing, so it really isn't hard at all to keep her content as far as decent relationships go with others. You've already made yourself a friend in her, Caim. Congratulations. (Now there's no escape!!) It may be a little different for everyone in the end, but her point remains and it seems to have gotten across.
It's all right to let others fill in the blanks and shortcomings one may have. It's just as fine to let it be called "needing someone". Sometimes what you need of someone's skillset is important. Like his request for a sword that had led them on this path, and his further arrangement to allow her to fix his device so that he may "speak". But he's free to voice what he wishes, now that he's able. She might make a face or furrow her brow, but she'll not be so easily deterred. She's likely heard worse things and outright insults from others in her care, through their low points.
Gloss over it while you can, buddy. The second they run into each other and he tries to call her anything else, she'll be correcting him in good nature, wagging a finger. Nah-ah-ah, just "Angela". )
Wonderful; we're in agreement, then. And I do; about once or twice a week. It's close to the clinic that I own a bit further down the boardwalk here. I try to stick to places close by so I can be back at the clinic within a few minutes. Sometimes emergencies happen. I don't cook very well on my own so I don't always have something prepared to bring in with me.
( It's a bit of a sheepish admission, but one with her usual amusement. She doesn't seem to think it wrong she can't cook, nor does she find it terribly embarrassing. It's something worth poking a bit of fun at though. Her usual go-to in an "I promise I'm no angel" routine. She's far from perfect. )
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It's all right to let others fill in the blanks and shortcomings one may have. It's just as fine to let it be called "needing someone". Sometimes what you need of someone's skillset is important. Like his request for a sword that had led them on this path, and his further arrangement to allow her to fix his device so that he may "speak". But he's free to voice what he wishes, now that he's able. She might make a face or furrow her brow, but she'll not be so easily deterred. She's likely heard worse things and outright insults from others in her care, through their low points.
Gloss over it while you can, buddy. The second they run into each other and he tries to call her anything else, she'll be correcting him in good nature, wagging a finger. Nah-ah-ah, just "Angela". )
Wonderful; we're in agreement, then. And I do; about once or twice a week. It's close to the clinic that I own a bit further down the boardwalk here. I try to stick to places close by so I can be back at the clinic within a few minutes. Sometimes emergencies happen. I don't cook very well on my own so I don't always have something prepared to bring in with me.
( It's a bit of a sheepish admission, but one with her usual amusement. She doesn't seem to think it wrong she can't cook, nor does she find it terribly embarrassing. It's something worth poking a bit of fun at though. Her usual go-to in an "I promise I'm no angel" routine. She's far from perfect. )