"Not at all, and you shouldn't fault yourself for my bad manners. Trish Johnson is my name, the town Elder's daughter, as you might have surmised. We hardly see drop ins of our own but most everyone here is kind." Most.
Setting her busy work aside Trish finally stood. Her small, petite frame didn't take up much of the little home but her presence was unavoidable all the same. Very gently and cautiously she laid a hand on Alain's shoulder. "You should rest, you and your brother-folk, the weather won't clear any faster, and Arpagio won't be up and move itself."
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Date: 2015-03-01 01:31 am (UTC)Setting her busy work aside Trish finally stood. Her small, petite frame didn't take up much of the little home but her presence was unavoidable all the same. Very gently and cautiously she laid a hand on Alain's shoulder. "You should rest, you and your brother-folk, the weather won't clear any faster, and Arpagio won't be up and move itself."