[ come morning, when it is time, she is dressed as she had been when he had found her, though cleaner, neater arranged, and at least a little bit more herself - though she has been miserable, and this place seems intent on its cruelty. Having read the pamphlet and all the crushing news it gave her.
But she is a woman of position and she has learned: it does not matter what you must swallow, in time, you will kill off even dearer parts of yourself. So she can compose herself as she did that day and meet him. The material slipping around her as it trails in it's length. She still didn't know how to be here, exactly. These men weren't her family, and she could never impose on them in such a way - and that meant that is their presence she should never be anything less than utterly grateful, but neither were they her family's house attendants, so she must not impose and self aggrandize, if she ever would, and must seek to be helpful at all times. Where then did that leave her? A friend he said. But what did that mean outside of everything else she knew? She'd never had friends like that, at least not close ones. Not since girlhood. Not since Godfinn.
A headache is mostly what it turned into when trying to figure out how to dress, act, talk, behave. Before ending up right where she started from. So she donned her now cleaned dress, hid her hair away being her wimple and veil, and went down to join him as they had discussed. In the end, she would be most comfortable dressed as she knew. ]
Hello Master Wei Ying, how has your day fared so far?
[ As casual as she could be, as she went to joined him - taking a seat across from him at the table. ]
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But she is a woman of position and she has learned: it does not matter what you must swallow, in time, you will kill off even dearer parts of yourself. So she can compose herself as she did that day and meet him. The material slipping around her as it trails in it's length. She still didn't know how to be here, exactly. These men weren't her family, and she could never impose on them in such a way - and that meant that is their presence she should never be anything less than utterly grateful, but neither were they her family's house attendants, so she must not impose and self aggrandize, if she ever would, and must seek to be helpful at all times. Where then did that leave her? A friend he said. But what did that mean outside of everything else she knew? She'd never had friends like that, at least not close ones. Not since girlhood. Not since Godfinn.
A headache is mostly what it turned into when trying to figure out how to dress, act, talk, behave. Before ending up right where she started from. So she donned her now cleaned dress, hid her hair away being her wimple and veil, and went down to join him as they had discussed. In the end, she would be most comfortable dressed as she knew. ]
Hello Master Wei Ying, how has your day fared so far?
[ As casual as she could be, as she went to joined him - taking a seat across from him at the table. ]