it cuts the desert chill right in half. she carefully grabs the corners, curling it up around her chin, a grateful smile visible in her eyes.
"thank you."
( cheeks flush pink, but gaze is trained on him, searching, trying to really 𝘴𝘦𝘦 him— as she had glimpsed in jeneora. mouth curves upwards. )
problem . . . ? i'd daresay i've been the burden on you. you'd better get used to it!
@plagucd don't get me wrong! you're a total trainwreck! it's unforgettable! ( she stammers, not wanting to backtrack now. 𝘣𝘶𝘵. )
roberto was right, you . . . just 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻. but i'm glad, at least . . . that you happened to me.
“ w-wait! where are you going? ” 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶?
concern tugs her heart as she trails after the boy. while she doesn't want to frighten him further by giving pursuit, she is admittedly worried for his safety.
*He didn't mean to bump into her, too terrified to even think about who he will come across.*
SORRY!
*Without a second thought, the child starts running away.*
something, or more aptly 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦, bumps into her. meryl peers into a pair of green eyes, taking in the terrified face of a child. she attempts to comfort with an appeasing gesture:
“ —hey there, it's okay. are you alright? ”