05-01-2020, 03:23 PM
[font=trebuchet ms]Rin, too, had noticed the uneven flow of time. It was easy to pass off as a side effect of her aging, or the aftershocks of the... episode she had had recently. Still, it was possible that it ran deeper than that. She had made a note in her journal to ask Goldenluxury about it the next time she visited, so maybe she would get some answers.
Rin had entered the library with a specific book in mind for retrieval, but upon noticing Winston sitting inside, she allowed her thoughts to shift over to him. She probably ought to contact Tanglewood, in case he was one of theirs- looking at him now, divorced from the context of the border's dangers, his familiar fur pattern led her to assume he was a relative of their medic's. Even if he wasn't, the traces of swamp scent on his fur were worth investigating, at least. Maybe it was a coincidence, but she wasn't about to have Elysium suspected of kidnapping a Tanglewood child, not when they were already going to be on unsteady ground with Roman's recent arrival.
Still, that could wait until she was sure Winston was well enough to travel. Glancing at his face, then down at the sewing needles and the green fabric, she nodded slightly. Having the coordination necessary to sew was a good sign. Unraveling her scarf, Rin examined the ends of it- furrowing her brows as she noticed a large tear in the fabric running length-wise on one end. The tear was going to fray if not patched up, she was sure.
"...Do you mind if I borrow one of your needles?" she asked after a moment, looking back up at Winston. "I won't need it for long, but I can wait until you're done if you'd like."
Rin had entered the library with a specific book in mind for retrieval, but upon noticing Winston sitting inside, she allowed her thoughts to shift over to him. She probably ought to contact Tanglewood, in case he was one of theirs- looking at him now, divorced from the context of the border's dangers, his familiar fur pattern led her to assume he was a relative of their medic's. Even if he wasn't, the traces of swamp scent on his fur were worth investigating, at least. Maybe it was a coincidence, but she wasn't about to have Elysium suspected of kidnapping a Tanglewood child, not when they were already going to be on unsteady ground with Roman's recent arrival.
Still, that could wait until she was sure Winston was well enough to travel. Glancing at his face, then down at the sewing needles and the green fabric, she nodded slightly. Having the coordination necessary to sew was a good sign. Unraveling her scarf, Rin examined the ends of it- furrowing her brows as she noticed a large tear in the fabric running length-wise on one end. The tear was going to fray if not patched up, she was sure.
"...Do you mind if I borrow one of your needles?" she asked after a moment, looking back up at Winston. "I won't need it for long, but I can wait until you're done if you'd like."
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