[ vague, perhaps, but shebhas a few ideas who that could mean. she picks up the fan to inspect the art a little closer. kid's paint or not, the illustration brings a small smile to her face. ]
[He shrugs. He doesn't know if his painting is good or not. It would probably allow the folding.]
He came by earlier and said something about how it was important for you to get it to give ya hope, but he couldn't tell you himself because it would make you insecure...
[ maybe if he would stop! avoiding her questions! it wouldn’t be so bad! but the more he does things like this - dancing around her and making promises like this when they can’t do anything - the more it feels like he still doesn’t fully believe in her, and that stings.
haa… guess that just proves him right, though. but it’s nothing brilith can change, so. instead of dwelling on it, she gives mammon a bright smile. it’s always better to do that than to let someone worry about her, after all, and mammon seems… a bit uneasy, right now. maybe it’ll reassure him, too. ]
Thank you, Mammon. If you see him again soon, tell him that he owes you ten forks.
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[ vague, perhaps, but shebhas a few ideas who that could mean. she picks up the fan to inspect the art a little closer. kid's paint or not, the illustration brings a small smile to her face. ]
Who was it? It's lovely.
[ but why not just give to her themselves? ]
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[He looks a little surprised.]
It's a guy who knows you real well...
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[ she looks down at the fan for a moment longer before carefully folding it up, if the painting will allow for that. ]
...And his art is usually much worse.
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[He shrugs. He doesn't know if his painting is good or not. It would probably allow the folding.]
He came by earlier and said something about how it was important for you to get it to give ya hope, but he couldn't tell you himself because it would make you insecure...
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He’s always doing things like that.
[ maybe if he would stop! avoiding her questions! it wouldn’t be so bad! but the more he does things like this - dancing around her and making promises like this when they can’t do anything - the more it feels like he still doesn’t fully believe in her, and that stings.
haa… guess that just proves him right, though. but it’s nothing brilith can change, so. instead of dwelling on it, she gives mammon a bright smile. it’s always better to do that than to let someone worry about her, after all, and mammon seems… a bit uneasy, right now. maybe it’ll reassure him, too. ]
Thank you, Mammon. If you see him again soon, tell him that he owes you ten forks.