She looks him straight in the eyes at that. "Knowing him has saved more necks than I can count. My own included. Consider it a suggestion, sir, and a debt long-owed finally fulfilled." A pause. "And if you should find yourself in need of a physician, come and find me. He's the soldier. I'm the healer. Now I've fulfilled it twice over. What you do with what I've told you--that's up to you."
Her cup is carefully set on the mantle and she glances at the same ginger man again.
When you have a certain kind of love, you don't even need expressions, let alone words, to communicate things.
It's called, "the true kind".
She smiles that softer smile at him before turning back to Crane. "Your manners are lacking, sir. You've yet to ask me to dance. And there's no bloody bagpipes for once, so I intend to enjoy that fact."
Bloody's barely a curse compared to her language at their home.
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Date: 2014-09-10 12:29 am (UTC)Her cup is carefully set on the mantle and she glances at the same ginger man again.
When you have a certain kind of love, you don't even need expressions, let alone words, to communicate things.
It's called, "the true kind".
She smiles that softer smile at him before turning back to Crane. "Your manners are lacking, sir. You've yet to ask me to dance. And there's no bloody bagpipes for once, so I intend to enjoy that fact."
Bloody's barely a curse compared to her language at their home.