"It's." Mint takes a deep breath, letting out it very slowly. "It's fine. Just. Sometimes any news can be better than none." That was enough to explain all that away, probably. Most people probably weren't sad to hear someone dear wasn't dead, right?
Mint scrubs her face and that longing away, and takes in the other figure for the first time. He's... short. Not quite lalafellin short, he's like... the equivalent of of a roegadyn to a hyur. Maybe.
... Like if the dwarves were taller, but less obsessed with hitting full beard status.
Mostly though... he looks kind. Mint feels a bit bad about trying to fry him so hard.
"S. Sorry about all that." Mint stands up, and immediately feels like maybe she should have stayed sitting if she was going to apologize. "Are you okay? I have some potions?"
(It is a question. She made them herself, they were good...when she made them. A few weeks ago. Maybe. Probably.)
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"It's." Mint takes a deep breath, letting out it very slowly. "It's fine. Just. Sometimes any news can be better than none." That was enough to explain all that away, probably. Most people probably weren't sad to hear someone dear wasn't dead, right?
Mint scrubs her face and that longing away, and takes in the other figure for the first time. He's... short. Not quite lalafellin short, he's like... the equivalent of of a roegadyn to a hyur. Maybe.
... Like if the dwarves were taller, but less obsessed with hitting full beard status.
Mostly though... he looks kind. Mint feels a bit bad about trying to fry him so hard.
"S. Sorry about all that." Mint stands up, and immediately feels like maybe she should have stayed sitting if she was going to apologize. "Are you okay? I have some potions?"
(It is a question. She made them herself, they were good...when she made them. A few weeks ago. Maybe. Probably.)