14.Dec.20, 01:44 AM
Elloren cleared sat up on the lip to scrub at her legs (again) and looked thoughtful. Mending was as much fun as anything to do with sewing. Why not? She could do that just as readily as anything else and be more useful for it.
"Maybe I will wear more dresses," she said, her voice a soft, warm hum. "I look fine in them when they're done right. I gather in the tunics so they make a more flattering shape anyway. I'll have to stop by and see what my hands can do for mending. That is the least amount of effort I can do for the Weyr, after all."
She smiled at Mylorah for a moment, her blue eyes bright.
"Thank you for the suggestion."
"Maybe I will wear more dresses," she said, her voice a soft, warm hum. "I look fine in them when they're done right. I gather in the tunics so they make a more flattering shape anyway. I'll have to stop by and see what my hands can do for mending. That is the least amount of effort I can do for the Weyr, after all."
She smiled at Mylorah for a moment, her blue eyes bright.
"Thank you for the suggestion."