06.Nov.12, 05:49 PM
She smiled as she walked with the bluerider towards a bench that was positioned near the garden and settled herself, pulling out the cloth she’d wrapped the rest of her lunch in. Once she was settled, she pulled back the corners to reveal a bit of bread, a bit of cheese…and bubbly pies. A few more than was usually given to each person not that anyone who knew the weaver woman would find that particularly surprising.
She’d pulled out one of the pies—it wasn’t fresh by any means and in fact might be considered stale, not that it mattered to Jisra—and had just taken a bite when Echlerov mentioned Pistoth. Instantly her eyes lit up and she nodded eagerly, trying to chew faster. When she couldn’t chew fast enough she held a hand in front of her mouth to block it. “I would love that! I’ve been looking forward to meeting him since I met you the other day!”
She’d pulled out one of the pies—it wasn’t fresh by any means and in fact might be considered stale, not that it mattered to Jisra—and had just taken a bite when Echlerov mentioned Pistoth. Instantly her eyes lit up and she nodded eagerly, trying to chew faster. When she couldn’t chew fast enough she held a hand in front of her mouth to block it. “I would love that! I’ve been looking forward to meeting him since I met you the other day!”