They are nosy. You can probably get away with telling them to mind their business.
[ For some, just knowing she's somehow close to him will be enough to warn them away from asking too many personal questions. For others, they've got their own pasts they'd rather not dredge up, so they won't ask about hers. So long as she does the work, it won't really matter where she came from. ]
They usually make up for it elsewhere. [ Being good at dealing or looking scary counted as useful around here. If nothing else, it's one more hand to help clean off tables or sweep floors. ]
[ she thinks she'll enjoy just being inej, for awhile. nicknames weren't really something she enjoyed. or maybe she was just drawing a poor connection to being heleen's little lynx.
her mouth curves upward, a faint smile, as she reaches out her hand toward the crow again. ]
Hope it isn't as dramatic as Dirtyhands.
[ she must be feeling better, if she's capable of half a joke. ]
[ That's how they entertain themselves, after all. Telling and re-telling stories enough that they become akin to legends. And a moniker is born, something to attribute the stories to, an alternate version of the person.
For him, it's a useful mask to uphold. It's layers of deceit so no one can ever find out how pathetic he'd been.
Or how he still feels that way in the middle of the night sometimes, when a dream feels too real. ]
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[ For some, just knowing she's somehow close to him will be enough to warn them away from asking too many personal questions. For others, they've got their own pasts they'd rather not dredge up, so they won't ask about hers. So long as she does the work, it won't really matter where she came from. ]
They usually make up for it elsewhere. [ Being good at dealing or looking scary counted as useful around here. If nothing else, it's one more hand to help clean off tables or sweep floors. ]
You might get a nickname, though.
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her mouth curves upward, a faint smile, as she reaches out her hand toward the crow again. ]
Hope it isn't as dramatic as Dirtyhands.
[ she must be feeling better, if she's capable of half a joke. ]
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[ That's how they entertain themselves, after all. Telling and re-telling stories enough that they become akin to legends. And a moniker is born, something to attribute the stories to, an alternate version of the person.
For him, it's a useful mask to uphold. It's layers of deceit so no one can ever find out how pathetic he'd been.
Or how he still feels that way in the middle of the night sometimes, when a dream feels too real. ]