[Ellie's eyes follow the tightness of her smile, the way she holds herself, the path of her eyes. Maybe not something she's entirely comfortable with, or maybe she's less comfortable with strangers.
Ellie doesn't blame her if that's the case.]
Thanks.
[She turns, leaning her hip against the counter that contains the sinks, letting the air fill with silence for a moment before she lets the curiosity win.]
no subject
Ellie doesn't blame her if that's the case.]
Thanks.
[She turns, leaning her hip against the counter that contains the sinks, letting the air fill with silence for a moment before she lets the curiosity win.]
Runes, like- magic runes?