Uncomfortable. Zhi's emotions kept swinging from extreme to extreme, laced with irony and a waffling sense of bemusement. She'd nodded along to his requests, forcing enthusiasm that she'd only ever shown sarcastically, but found herself pausing when he asked her to speak of herself. The line between Joz and Zhavi blurred as she answered. "Mebbe, I ain't real familiar wi'magic, sir, so I can't say wi'any know-how. I can't read much, jes' real simple stuff, know most o'me alphabet, but I ain't done much aside from doodlin' in the dirt. Weren't no need fer it."
Her tail slowed and her eyes slid away from Lalataru: enthusiasm replaced with regret.
Her tail slowed and her eyes slid away from Lalataru: enthusiasm replaced with regret.
