Akua hadn't really noticed it at first, but there was something comforting, or familiar, to having someone nearby, especially someone she knew. There had been a time, when Akua was lonely, and solitary. She had not been the kind of person to embrace being around others, or embrace working with others.
That had changed, over time. When the knot slowly, every so slowly became a noose, and she was used to helping, used to aiding, and used to... being one of them. She had felt...lonely, these past few months since arriving, and even on Horos. It wasn't the same, as being a part of a real band. Something that she probably would never really have again, but there could be moments.
Ernesto being close was... Nice. She did, however, notice the shivers, as much as he tried to hide them, and she slowly, quietly, and stealthily started to heat the air in the area, using a slip of her gift to draw the magic and heat out from other areas in the library, to warm the two of them up.
She was, after all, a little selfish. ]
Oh? [ She leaned over, and tipped her head in curiosity. ] Ah, that must be --
[ She turned the pages, to show him her own find, with a touch of a smile. ] The small one must be Ferenan again, and... [ If her eyes flicked toward Mr. Tibbs, she could hardly be blamed. ] His pet otter.
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Akua hadn't really noticed it at first, but there was something comforting, or familiar, to having someone nearby, especially someone she knew. There had been a time, when Akua was lonely, and solitary. She had not been the kind of person to embrace being around others, or embrace working with others.
That had changed, over time. When the knot slowly, every so slowly became a noose, and she was used to helping, used to aiding, and used to... being one of them. She had felt...lonely, these past few months since arriving, and even on Horos. It wasn't the same, as being a part of a real band. Something that she probably would never really have again, but there could be moments.
Ernesto being close was... Nice. She did, however, notice the shivers, as much as he tried to hide them, and she slowly, quietly, and stealthily started to heat the air in the area, using a slip of her gift to draw the magic and heat out from other areas in the library, to warm the two of them up.
She was, after all, a little selfish. ]
Oh? [ She leaned over, and tipped her head in curiosity. ] Ah, that must be --
[ She turned the pages, to show him her own find, with a touch of a smile. ] The small one must be Ferenan again, and... [ If her eyes flicked toward Mr. Tibbs, she could hardly be blamed. ] His pet otter.