[Taken away by her thoughts, Gentiana almost didn't notice the woman's approach until her hands were upon hers. She blinks her eyes slowly as if unable to comprehend the kindness bestowed upon her.
Why is she so surprised? Aren't people typically kind? Something warns Gentiana that's not always the case. It's as if she's seeing humanity for the first time through old lenses.
She feels odd.]
You have my gratitude. [Gentiana whispers in thanks. Her peculiar accent sounds a little thick despite her best efforts.]
I did not mean to disrupt your lesson.
[She does her best to conceal any traces of blood from the view of the little ones. The children look so surprised, some worried.]
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Why is she so surprised? Aren't people typically kind? Something warns Gentiana that's not always the case. It's as if she's seeing humanity for the first time through old lenses.
She feels odd.]
You have my gratitude. [Gentiana whispers in thanks. Her peculiar accent sounds a little thick despite her best efforts.]
I did not mean to disrupt your lesson.
[She does her best to conceal any traces of blood from the view of the little ones. The children look so surprised, some worried.]