10-21-2018, 02:14 PM
Her attention is turned away from her drawing, instead going to Onision as he approached. She watches him, offering a smile, her eyes lowering when he slides something towards her. She recognized it somewhat. It was a tape, containing a recording of her mother's lullaby according to her brother. She couldn't remember the last time she heard either of her mothers' voices, much less Suite's singing. She could recall the one or two times she had sung her to sleep after a rough dream.
It was a nice gift, one she would keep and cherish for a long time. She was slightly surprised he was giving it to her. But he did seem like he wanted to distance himself from any memory of their parents, as sad as it was. The worst part was that a part of her could understand.
"Oh." Isabelle stares at it for a moment, able to feel the weight of tears at the back of her eyes but managing to keep them at bay. "Thank you. This means a lot." she would have said more, but it took a lot of effort to keep herself from breaking down, her voice wavering as she spoke.
Then she looks over at Agathe, thankful for the distraction. Really, she didn't mind the intrusion. If anything, it was just something to keep her mind off the urge to cry. She simply nods at the female's question, dipping her head to glance down at the tape in her paws, then returning her gaze to Agathe.
"I'm Isabelle, it's nice to meet you!" she smiles, wishing they could have met under better circumstances. But she guessed it couldn't be helped.
"speech"
It was a nice gift, one she would keep and cherish for a long time. She was slightly surprised he was giving it to her. But he did seem like he wanted to distance himself from any memory of their parents, as sad as it was. The worst part was that a part of her could understand.
"Oh." Isabelle stares at it for a moment, able to feel the weight of tears at the back of her eyes but managing to keep them at bay. "Thank you. This means a lot." she would have said more, but it took a lot of effort to keep herself from breaking down, her voice wavering as she spoke.
Then she looks over at Agathe, thankful for the distraction. Really, she didn't mind the intrusion. If anything, it was just something to keep her mind off the urge to cry. She simply nods at the female's question, dipping her head to glance down at the tape in her paws, then returning her gaze to Agathe.
"I'm Isabelle, it's nice to meet you!" she smiles, wishing they could have met under better circumstances. But she guessed it couldn't be helped.
"speech"