09-18-2018, 05:57 PM
[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 65%; line-height:120%; text-align: justify;font-family: verdana;"]"Eating the whole thing would be acceptable, you know." she said, allowing herself to smile just a bit. She found herself smiling a lot around the hound, more than she did around practically anyone else. This one was a bit more playful in nature. "It's not as if I don't have enough food to spare. You won't be troubling me by having something to eat. In fact, I insist you have something. I wouldn't be a good host if I didn't make sure you were well-fed, would I? And I can't have that. I have a reputation to uphold."
As she had been speaking, she started to move aside to collect a cup from one of the tables, dipping it into the bucket of stored water she kept in her home. It was practical, a convenience that she was happy she had for times like this. When it was filled, she moved back over to the hound, sitting the cup neatly on the ground in front of him before picking up the warm food she'd kept nearby and plating it neatly. She would then offer it to him, too, sitting in front of him and folding her own tail over her paws.
Watching Leroy provided her with a sense of calm she hadn't felt since her attack, though she didn't think she'd voice that aloud. It would be odd to tell her friend that he made her feel better just by being near her. He hadn't even done anything, and Ophelia was already feeling warmth spreading through her chest. She supposed it was just because she wasn't used to having friends, especially ones that cared enough to show up when she wasn't the best version of herself. It was different, but not in a bad way; it was in a good way, actually, though she couldn't fully decipher what it meant.
"I'm doing as well as I can be, given the circumstances. Better now than before you arrived." she settled for saying, figuring it wouldn't be too out of line to at least imply his visit pleased her. "It's good to see you faring better, as well. Physically, at least. You look a bit... troubled, in matters of the heart. Is there something on your mind?"
As she had been speaking, she started to move aside to collect a cup from one of the tables, dipping it into the bucket of stored water she kept in her home. It was practical, a convenience that she was happy she had for times like this. When it was filled, she moved back over to the hound, sitting the cup neatly on the ground in front of him before picking up the warm food she'd kept nearby and plating it neatly. She would then offer it to him, too, sitting in front of him and folding her own tail over her paws.
Watching Leroy provided her with a sense of calm she hadn't felt since her attack, though she didn't think she'd voice that aloud. It would be odd to tell her friend that he made her feel better just by being near her. He hadn't even done anything, and Ophelia was already feeling warmth spreading through her chest. She supposed it was just because she wasn't used to having friends, especially ones that cared enough to show up when she wasn't the best version of herself. It was different, but not in a bad way; it was in a good way, actually, though she couldn't fully decipher what it meant.
"I'm doing as well as I can be, given the circumstances. Better now than before you arrived." she settled for saying, figuring it wouldn't be too out of line to at least imply his visit pleased her. "It's good to see you faring better, as well. Physically, at least. You look a bit... troubled, in matters of the heart. Is there something on your mind?"
♥ ♦ - i just wanna be your friend, why you givin' me a hard time? - ♦ ♥
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