Though the similarities between this world and her own had yet to be discovered fully, she had hope given the supposed common language. For that she was grateful, for being stuck in a foreign land with no way to communicate would truly be the worst of luck. She had fancied the thought that perhaps the forest would lead some comfort, but dismissed the thought as soon as it had appeared. She did not regret her decision any longer, but to hear the Green Word in a different land would be a treat indeed. (If her ears were able to pick it up).
Fran may have not been able to follow his thought process, but Fran had never really worried much for her own safety, no matter how dangerous the circumstances. True, she usually had a comrade at her back, but she began traveling on her own. She was telling herself this would not be any different, though an interlude with a friendly stranger was a welcome change.
"A term not familiar to your tongue?" she asked, musing to herself. "Someone like you, I believe. Though I am not sure how close they may be." Sans tail, of course, but compared to some of the things she had seen walking around, he was one of the closest.
"These great differences I have seen." There was a slight sense of something else in her voice, but it disappeared quickly. Poverty was never something she was fond of, something that had been a great shock when she left The Wood. "Less a lady than your eyes may see. For the sake of keeping peace," she decided, "perhaps something less conspicuous." Meaning she had put off a good number of people before he arrived.
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Date: 2009-02-23 08:13 am (UTC)Fran may have not been able to follow his thought process, but Fran had never really worried much for her own safety, no matter how dangerous the circumstances. True, she usually had a comrade at her back, but she began traveling on her own. She was telling herself this would not be any different, though an interlude with a friendly stranger was a welcome change.
"A term not familiar to your tongue?" she asked, musing to herself. "Someone like you, I believe. Though I am not sure how close they may be." Sans tail, of course, but compared to some of the things she had seen walking around, he was one of the closest.
"These great differences I have seen." There was a slight sense of something else in her voice, but it disappeared quickly. Poverty was never something she was fond of, something that had been a great shock when she left The Wood. "Less a lady than your eyes may see. For the sake of keeping peace," she decided, "perhaps something less conspicuous." Meaning she had put off a good number of people before he arrived.