29.Aug.19, 02:07 AM
"I hope my family didn't bother you too much. I know how nosy they can be," Mylorah tossed a slightly worried look over her shoulder before going back to her task of finding a dress in her trunk. She didn't have a large collection to begin with but she wanted to find one that was particularly cute and that Tazikel would potentially like and not be offended by. She had learned recently that each Hold had their own colours and she had lucked out with the dress worn to the Gather being close to Tillek's shade of blue. That didn't mean she'd learned all the colours of all the Holds and now Mylorah worried she'd wear something that matched a rival.
Unless she wanted to wear the same dress he'd already seen her in or simply go naked, Mylorah finally grabbed a simple pale green dress that was cut in her preferred style of sleeveless and just above the knee. Twirling once to show it off, Mylorah smiled as she worked her hair free from the up style from the Hatching. She typically liked having it down until the heat of the day became too much and it was tossed back up. She was still wearing her sturdy boots but they were comfortable so they stayed on, only partially conscious to the fact that it likely didn't go with the dress but in the end, she didn't care.
"Okay! Well, my good Sir, is there anywhere in particular you want to see first?" She may have purposely been ignoring talking about the Hatching and focusing on something to do that could be fun. If they talked about it, all her emotions she was ignoring would come flooding out and Mylorah really didn't want to cry again in front of Tazikel or explain her fears. He didn't need any of that and she was also afraid to ask him what he thought of the Hatching. At least it seemed like he was doing okay and that kiss earlier reassured her he wasn't sorry he came.
Unless she wanted to wear the same dress he'd already seen her in or simply go naked, Mylorah finally grabbed a simple pale green dress that was cut in her preferred style of sleeveless and just above the knee. Twirling once to show it off, Mylorah smiled as she worked her hair free from the up style from the Hatching. She typically liked having it down until the heat of the day became too much and it was tossed back up. She was still wearing her sturdy boots but they were comfortable so they stayed on, only partially conscious to the fact that it likely didn't go with the dress but in the end, she didn't care.
"Okay! Well, my good Sir, is there anywhere in particular you want to see first?" She may have purposely been ignoring talking about the Hatching and focusing on something to do that could be fun. If they talked about it, all her emotions she was ignoring would come flooding out and Mylorah really didn't want to cry again in front of Tazikel or explain her fears. He didn't need any of that and she was also afraid to ask him what he thought of the Hatching. At least it seemed like he was doing okay and that kiss earlier reassured her he wasn't sorry he came.