[ Felix arranges the candles to rest in the crook of one tucked arm, leaving his dominant one free in case he needs to draw a sword; old habits die hard. With a frown, he considers Hilda closely before averting his gaze. ]
It’s fine.
[ Something is obviously upsetting her. Given the current state of the monastery, he can hazard a guess as to what brought this mood on. He’s not sure if he should push her to discuss things, however. Maybe, if it seems like she’s open to it… ]
no subject
It’s fine.
[ Something is obviously upsetting her. Given the current state of the monastery, he can hazard a guess as to what brought this mood on. He’s not sure if he should push her to discuss things, however. Maybe, if it seems like she’s open to it… ]
Just tell me where you need these.