[ Not really, but he's alive. That's something. His head bobs in a nod, a faint greeting. Circumstances being what they were the last time they'd met -- their first actual meeting, in fact -l- he's not quite sure where they stand. Cautious acquaintanceship, perhaps.
But her greeting is warmer than that, and there's some relief to be found in that. ]
What brings you here? I thought you were headed back to the city.
Oh, [ Yes, when they'd parted ways last, she had been on her way back to the city--though what she'd neglected to mention then was that she was on her way to pack her life into a luggage set.
A luggage set she later sold to pay her way. ] It's a long story, and not a very interesting one. But I'm here, for now. Trying my hand at a trade.
[ Said like someone who regrets the decision. Perhaps she does. Regrets not getting married again, having a simple, predictable, safe life with another man she thinks she can grow to love. She gestures in the direction she'd been walking. ] Would you walk with me? If you're not...busy?
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[ Not really, but he's alive. That's something. His head bobs in a nod, a faint greeting. Circumstances being what they were the last time they'd met -- their first actual meeting, in fact -l- he's not quite sure where they stand. Cautious acquaintanceship, perhaps.
But her greeting is warmer than that, and there's some relief to be found in that. ]
What brings you here? I thought you were headed back to the city.
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A luggage set she later sold to pay her way. ] It's a long story, and not a very interesting one. But I'm here, for now. Trying my hand at a trade.
[ Said like someone who regrets the decision. Perhaps she does. Regrets not getting married again, having a simple, predictable, safe life with another man she thinks she can grow to love. She gestures in the direction she'd been walking. ] Would you walk with me? If you're not...busy?
[ That's...probably too familiar, Mary. ]