LITTLE TROUBLE - open; cleaning

[guts]

She frowns at their objections, but ends up backing off anyways. Slavery in itself was not fair, but she didn't know that. In her mind, it made sense, it had been drilled into her mind that people were not equal. Others were made for great things, while others were made to serve them. It was how she was taught. Still, she felt like she needed to do something, at least.

So, turning to Melantha, Cosette addresses her somewhat sheepishly. "Um, is there anything I can do? Around camp?" since she wasn't meant to be doing work with a slave, maybe she could do something elsewhere. She wasn't sure what, though, unless it was cleaning or something of the sort. She had never really hunted before, at least not on anything that was alive, but she doubted there was much to hunt in the desert. Either way, she wasn't of much use in that department.

She looks back at Valkyr as he states his name, a smile curling back onto her face. It was a nice name, albeit a bit odd. She was used to simple names like her own. "I'm Cosette. It's nice to meet you," even if she wasn't allowed to help him, she didn't see why she couldn't at least be polite to him. It made her a little sad to see him cower so much.

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