07-17-2018, 03:34 PM
[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 55%; font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; text-align: justify;"]Truth be told, Aya was actually dozing off a little. Her eyes were half-lidded when she caught something in her peripheral vision; she didn't move at first, thinking maybe it was something here to kill her. Then when her yellow gaze actually glanced to her right and she acknowledged that the large presence beside her was a large spider, she relaxed again. "Hey, birdeater." She mumbled sleepily, stretching and looking over at Abathur. "Are tarantulas diurnal or nocturnal?" She'd been doing a little reading on spiders as well, interested in why Abathur would choose a body like that and not wanting to overwhelm him with questions she could have answered herself.
That question might have seemed a little random for the situation, but it had popped into her mind and Aya wasn't one for small talk, really. She glanced back down at her book, pushing it back toward the center of the table and toward the messy piles of books she'd skimmed or fully read, or just picked up and planned to read. It was a book on physics, yes, but honestly Aya was more interested in chemistry and biology than physics. Still, it didn't hurt to learn. "How're you enjoying Tanglewood so far? It live up to expectations?" The tortoiseshell did hate small talk, but in her mind, it wasn't idle chatter if she actually cared about the response, and she did.
She stretched out again and laid back down in a comfier position, stretched out on the table with her tailtip twitching as she watched the spider with fascination. Aya wanted to ask about his eyes - how many colours did he see? Did his eyes all see slightly different things? Could he see in the dark? Still, she didn't want to bombard him, so maybe she'd write all her questions down and ask them over a period of time.
That question might have seemed a little random for the situation, but it had popped into her mind and Aya wasn't one for small talk, really. She glanced back down at her book, pushing it back toward the center of the table and toward the messy piles of books she'd skimmed or fully read, or just picked up and planned to read. It was a book on physics, yes, but honestly Aya was more interested in chemistry and biology than physics. Still, it didn't hurt to learn. "How're you enjoying Tanglewood so far? It live up to expectations?" The tortoiseshell did hate small talk, but in her mind, it wasn't idle chatter if she actually cared about the response, and she did.
She stretched out again and laid back down in a comfier position, stretched out on the table with her tailtip twitching as she watched the spider with fascination. Aya wanted to ask about his eyes - how many colours did he see? Did his eyes all see slightly different things? Could he see in the dark? Still, she didn't want to bombard him, so maybe she'd write all her questions down and ask them over a period of time.