23.Dec.17, 06:20 PM
Quinvalis frowned. Did she really receive gifts so little that she didn’t know what to do when one was offered to her? He hoped that wasn’t the case as it made his heart ache a bit more for her and he wondered at how lonely she really was and for how long. Then again he may have read everything about her entirely wrong and she was well loved by a special someone and she seemed detached because of her time as a Weyrwoman. Maybe that was why she was asking what was in the bag—it was possible it was beneath a lady of a high ranking station to open her own gifts.
He wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do! Explain that she should open the bag and see for herself or just reveal it himself? A glance down at the bag made him frown even deeper. He was such an idiot! He was holding his bag he used for traveling which had the scarf inside it. Of course Wenon wasn’t going to just take his beat up old bag and dig through it hoping to find what was supposed to be hers.
With a nervous laugh, Quinvalis tugged it open, mumbling a quick apology though he didn’t give a reason for it. It was pretty open-ended; sorry for bothering her, presuming things, being absent-minded, wasting her time, he was pretty sure the list could go on. The scarf was carefully pulled free lest it get snagged on something and it was presented to Wenon with a small smile. He didn’t explain its purpose; scarves were pretty self-explanatory with their purposes of being warm and even to accessorize.
He wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do! Explain that she should open the bag and see for herself or just reveal it himself? A glance down at the bag made him frown even deeper. He was such an idiot! He was holding his bag he used for traveling which had the scarf inside it. Of course Wenon wasn’t going to just take his beat up old bag and dig through it hoping to find what was supposed to be hers.
With a nervous laugh, Quinvalis tugged it open, mumbling a quick apology though he didn’t give a reason for it. It was pretty open-ended; sorry for bothering her, presuming things, being absent-minded, wasting her time, he was pretty sure the list could go on. The scarf was carefully pulled free lest it get snagged on something and it was presented to Wenon with a small smile. He didn’t explain its purpose; scarves were pretty self-explanatory with their purposes of being warm and even to accessorize.