[ There were noble people out there — out defending the city or merely their own property. Elizabeth doesn't blame them. A saddening thought first comes to mind: she's sure her parents would have done the same for their temple. Their haven of all things comfortable and familiar.
Certainly, if the time came, she'd abandon this inn with no sense of loyalty. Fueled by fear and the need to survive, you know. Her loyalties were less established.
The hectic rush of people lead the inn to be packed and sometimes... life stuffs you against odds that you may not like. Elizabeth was a lonely person and truthfully felt she was better suited traveling alone. Now — here comes someone that was... well, a stranger.
She had not fell asleep or given into her own curiosities, instead she's on her bed with legs crossed and a sketchbook in her lap. Her eyes flick up, a bit more timid than she hoped to give up. ]
... It's your leg. [ Elizabeth stresses. ] You think it's easy to wait?
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Certainly, if the time came, she'd abandon this inn with no sense of loyalty. Fueled by fear and the need to survive, you know. Her loyalties were less established.
The hectic rush of people lead the inn to be packed and sometimes... life stuffs you against odds that you may not like. Elizabeth was a lonely person and truthfully felt she was better suited traveling alone. Now — here comes someone that was... well, a stranger.
She had not fell asleep or given into her own curiosities, instead she's on her bed with legs crossed and a sketchbook in her lap. Her eyes flick up, a bit more timid than she hoped to give up. ]
... It's your leg. [ Elizabeth stresses. ] You think it's easy to wait?