06-17-2018, 11:44 PM
[align=center][div style="max-width: 600px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt;"][color=black]A pair of sagacious olive eyes flicker over to the prone form of the hyena. The creature is restless, shifting in their unconsciousness. Somewhere, in the back of her mind, she is reminded of when she first arrived in Snowbound. Cold, starving, and alone, she was on the brink of death. But she kept her head held high, too petrified of the death to allow herself to display weakness amidst strangers. Perhaps I should be more sympathetic... She should. Melantha is not much different from this creature, although she was considerably younger then than this stranger is now. So caught of in her thoughts is she that the girl nearly misses Izuku's response to her initial offer of aid. "Alright," Mel replies with a faint sigh. Oh well. The thing she dislikes more than trusting strangers is being useless, and now she is caught in the strange position of needing to do both at the same time. How cruel of the universe to toy with her in such a manner.
At the mention of tea, Melantha hesitates. Natasha was the one to offer the idea, so maybe she is going to fetch it? But the other female is busy with blankets, so the north american wildcat takes it upon herself to brew a comforting pot of green tea. Nothing too fancy for fear of aggravating any unknown allergies. See? Mel might be outwardly abrasive, but she is thoughtful in her own way. Even if it is partially motivated by the underlying desire to not have to deal with someone being both hypothermic and going into anaphylactic shock. "Here," she says upon her return. "I hope this is alright." Tea is easy enough to prepare, but Melantha is a perfectionist.
At the mention of tea, Melantha hesitates. Natasha was the one to offer the idea, so maybe she is going to fetch it? But the other female is busy with blankets, so the north american wildcat takes it upon herself to brew a comforting pot of green tea. Nothing too fancy for fear of aggravating any unknown allergies. See? Mel might be outwardly abrasive, but she is thoughtful in her own way. Even if it is partially motivated by the underlying desire to not have to deal with someone being both hypothermic and going into anaphylactic shock. "Here," she says upon her return. "I hope this is alright." Tea is easy enough to prepare, but Melantha is a perfectionist.