With a sideways tilt of her head, Eleni half pouted, half frowned, one of her thin eyebrows rising on her forehead. "Well, there would be no point to the rain if it wasn't cold. Imagine boiling rain in the already suffocating weather in Thanalan. You wouldn't want to dance in that, would you?"
She beamed at Aya, her smile forming a perfect curve on her face, finishing on soft dimples at either end; it was as if she had mastered the art of smiling. The cheery look on her face was accentuated by wide open eyes, the mismatched orbs gleaming as the fire reflected off of them.
"It's quite lovely, I'd have to agree. Gridania never fails to amaze me. Whether it's the crisp, fresh green of all the vegetation, or the bright clear sky, it's always breath taking. No matter how many times you lay eyes upon it all, it always feels new. And my love for the place grows with new bursts."
The Seeker would gesture at one of the servers, asking for some warm, freshly baked bread to accompany the tea. The unmistakable scent of the bread and the yeast diffused forth, mixing with the air, and Eleni would take a deep breath, and exhale slowly, admiring the bread.
"And it just got better, some fresh bread to go with it all." She carefully tore some bread and tossed the bite sized piece into her mouth. "So, tell me, Miss Aya. More about yourself. And how you manage to walk so gracefully in those heels."
She beamed at Aya, her smile forming a perfect curve on her face, finishing on soft dimples at either end; it was as if she had mastered the art of smiling. The cheery look on her face was accentuated by wide open eyes, the mismatched orbs gleaming as the fire reflected off of them.
"It's quite lovely, I'd have to agree. Gridania never fails to amaze me. Whether it's the crisp, fresh green of all the vegetation, or the bright clear sky, it's always breath taking. No matter how many times you lay eyes upon it all, it always feels new. And my love for the place grows with new bursts."
The Seeker would gesture at one of the servers, asking for some warm, freshly baked bread to accompany the tea. The unmistakable scent of the bread and the yeast diffused forth, mixing with the air, and Eleni would take a deep breath, and exhale slowly, admiring the bread.
"And it just got better, some fresh bread to go with it all." She carefully tore some bread and tossed the bite sized piece into her mouth. "So, tell me, Miss Aya. More about yourself. And how you manage to walk so gracefully in those heels."
