P'rita heard his dry tone and how he delivered the rest after made her feel like she was bothering the guy again. It did sound like his jobs were bad, but it wasn't like her's was even better. In fact, during his long winded rant she looked down more at his attire, taking note of how he showed up. She was thankful she did pick a more commonplace dress. Her ears twitched when he asked about her. Cheeks turning a rosy red.
"S-spiffy? I figured that trying something new would...help a bit more." she was bad explaining it. P'rita was not use to no sleeve wear outside of her comfort zone. But she tried to talk about it in a nice way...only turning into a melancholy tone. "I searched that crystal area you told me. Nothing but furry hairs and odd bird things roaming around. No sign of the witch...then i went to report my finding to another of my associates who told me about another job. That turned out fairly rotten." she sighed.Â
The idea of a date. So far it looked like Flynt was stressed in some regard and all she could do is freeze up and speak. "I'm doing my best to be more-" his sudden nah halted her. "You don't see anything you like?" P'rita asked as she wanted to help him however she can. The selection of current food at first didn't really tickle her fancy but the more she looked over them, the more she felt overwhelmed with the selection. She could have a dish with fish, or one with pasta, or she can have a soup. It was a tad overwhelming in her world but to most it was the norm for this kind of establishment. "I...was thinking of getting Crayfish." trying to keep Flynt in reality with that statement. To pick just one item...it would take a while.
"S-spiffy? I figured that trying something new would...help a bit more." she was bad explaining it. P'rita was not use to no sleeve wear outside of her comfort zone. But she tried to talk about it in a nice way...only turning into a melancholy tone. "I searched that crystal area you told me. Nothing but furry hairs and odd bird things roaming around. No sign of the witch...then i went to report my finding to another of my associates who told me about another job. That turned out fairly rotten." she sighed.Â
The idea of a date. So far it looked like Flynt was stressed in some regard and all she could do is freeze up and speak. "I'm doing my best to be more-" his sudden nah halted her. "You don't see anything you like?" P'rita asked as she wanted to help him however she can. The selection of current food at first didn't really tickle her fancy but the more she looked over them, the more she felt overwhelmed with the selection. She could have a dish with fish, or one with pasta, or she can have a soup. It was a tad overwhelming in her world but to most it was the norm for this kind of establishment. "I...was thinking of getting Crayfish." trying to keep Flynt in reality with that statement. To pick just one item...it would take a while.
