Esther could feel something was wrong, but she couldn't put her thumb on what. She leaned over slightly, following Fey's shifting and fidgeting. Her tail acting as a ballast as her body tilted at the waist. Then she followed Fey's gaze to double check if she was missing something and moved into the shade of the tent, just in case the sun was hurting the girl's eyes. Â It took a few minutes for it to click that she was what was wrong. Esther blinked at the air, and she became stuck. What had she done wrong? Did she say something? Esther reeled. Her first interaction with the locals and she'd already botched it! Esther strove to salvage her first impression.
First she fixed her stance, so it was straighter, more proper. She fixed her posture so it was square, her hands delicately folded in front of her, feet together, her chin lifted level so an invisible book could balance on either side of her horns. She softened her voice, and lowered the volume. Despite all of this, Esther wasn't helping much. She had an innate inability to lie, and her heart was always on her sleeve. She looked less like a poised and well-mannered woman, and more of what she really was; a girl terrified to make a wrong impression.
"Everyone who I have met here has been kind and generous. I am honored to be in the Pearl Lane." She said with a genuine naivety. Her eyes were locked onto Fey, looking desperately for any hint of progress.
First she fixed her stance, so it was straighter, more proper. She fixed her posture so it was square, her hands delicately folded in front of her, feet together, her chin lifted level so an invisible book could balance on either side of her horns. She softened her voice, and lowered the volume. Despite all of this, Esther wasn't helping much. She had an innate inability to lie, and her heart was always on her sleeve. She looked less like a poised and well-mannered woman, and more of what she really was; a girl terrified to make a wrong impression.
"Everyone who I have met here has been kind and generous. I am honored to be in the Pearl Lane." She said with a genuine naivety. Her eyes were locked onto Fey, looking desperately for any hint of progress.
