Snippet #2472077

{❦} While she'd been raised with private tutors and lived a comfortable life, the last thing she'd been expecting was for him to take her bags. The calm on her face broke for a moment with concern and her lips parted to almost let out a "Wait" so that she could at least hold one of her begs to lessen the burden. But, with the reminder of her arts teacher from years before, it was best to be grateful for the hospitality that one would offer; no matter how short of time they'd known one another.

Folding her hands back in front of her lap the girl only followed along behind him, her hands brushing against the silk of her dress and hearing the crisp chiffon that filled the skirt underneath shuffle a little. It added a strange irregularity to the monotony of their footsteps, and in a way it was relaxing to hear something not expected, even if it were herself that made such a barely audible sound.

But once the barely familiar voice rang in her ears again Wenhe's head snapped back up so she could look up at the back of his head, her head shaking from side to side at the offer of her preferring to stay elsewhere; even if Nijimura couldn't see. "Ah, no, it's alright... I am... Very grateful, for your family letting me stay. Truly, I owe you all my life, for this."

And it never struck her, just how accurate that last statement was.