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25.Jul.13, 01:09 PM
“Well…” Aparicus replied slowly as she considered letting the girl help her for the morning. Aparicus did prefer to work alone in her workroom or garden and many people allowed her. Whether it was because they simply knew about her phobia or simply were not interested in where the spices came from, the woman couldn’t say. She was very tempted to tell the girl that it was alright, she didn’t need any help with her craft but the girl seemed genuinely curious and eager to help.
Lifting a gnarled hand to her mouth, she chewed on her thumb nail for a moment as she looked around the Hall and glanced out the doors to the rain outside. She could easily use the rain as an excuse… but truth be told she did have a few things she had wanted to do today in the workroom and a little rain never hurt anybody.
“Alright.” She said, giving in and for the first time actually accepting help. She was half tempted to add in the condition that it was only as long as the girl kept at arms length the whole time… but Apari really hated to sound crazy and that was exactly how she felt some people in the Weyr looked at her. At least Casa seemed old enough to not be a clingy child and she seemed young enough to still have an innocent mind. Apari should be safe for a short time with the girl.
“Do I need to tell anyone that you’ll be helping me this morning so you don’t get in trouble for skipping chores?” she asked, glancing back toward the kitchens. It was still really early, but even the Northeners had chores to do. Apari was one of the lucky few who was more often than not simply signed up for her own craft-work. Many of the northen crafters were still rotated around other duties and she half expected that it had become practice to leave Apari to her own devices under D’ren’s influence and her phobia. She certainly never complained about it.
Lifting a gnarled hand to her mouth, she chewed on her thumb nail for a moment as she looked around the Hall and glanced out the doors to the rain outside. She could easily use the rain as an excuse… but truth be told she did have a few things she had wanted to do today in the workroom and a little rain never hurt anybody.
“Alright.” She said, giving in and for the first time actually accepting help. She was half tempted to add in the condition that it was only as long as the girl kept at arms length the whole time… but Apari really hated to sound crazy and that was exactly how she felt some people in the Weyr looked at her. At least Casa seemed old enough to not be a clingy child and she seemed young enough to still have an innocent mind. Apari should be safe for a short time with the girl.
“Do I need to tell anyone that you’ll be helping me this morning so you don’t get in trouble for skipping chores?” she asked, glancing back toward the kitchens. It was still really early, but even the Northeners had chores to do. Apari was one of the lucky few who was more often than not simply signed up for her own craft-work. Many of the northen crafters were still rotated around other duties and she half expected that it had become practice to leave Apari to her own devices under D’ren’s influence and her phobia. She certainly never complained about it.
