[ Personal space is only an issue for her because she has never had anyone close enough to invade it before now: she had been isolated for so long that being in the company of so many other people has her on edge, like some kind of caught and captured animal pinned in a corner.
She does not seem to mind Makka as much, however, something soft in the slope of her shoulders. ]
Look as you like. I do not mind.
[ She does not seem particularly upset by Makka's touch to the wolf - she reaches over and picks it up again, setting it straight before she offers her hand for Makka to scent, to see if she wants to move closer and make a friend. Animals are better than people, Lauralae knows that. ]
Many years. It was something to do to occupy my time.
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She does not seem to mind Makka as much, however, something soft in the slope of her shoulders. ]
Look as you like. I do not mind.
[ She does not seem particularly upset by Makka's touch to the wolf - she reaches over and picks it up again, setting it straight before she offers her hand for Makka to scent, to see if she wants to move closer and make a friend. Animals are better than people, Lauralae knows that. ]
Many years. It was something to do to occupy my time.