As she heard the girl speak more, she could hear the traces of an accent that certainly didn’t come from New Orleans. Smiling at her enjoyment of the city, Rose did have to admit that part of its charm was the eccentricity she mentioned.
Curious about this girl, Grace, who was ill, but still so bright, she glanced away at the more personal questions about herself. “Oh, I doubt that. We’re not very vocal about ourselves. But I am glad that you found your family, and that you seem to be happy about being with them. Though…there is a slight hesitation in your voice. You don’t have to share with a stranger, but I’m sure they know they’re lucky to bring you into their fold.” Though Rose had to tell a lie about her own family, her words about Grace’s were the truth, or as true as she saw them.
If there was one thing Gracie was extremely good at, it was reading someone’s facial features. She could see the faintest hint of sadness in Rose’s eyes, but she could not pinpoint exactly what was causing it - could it have been because of family? She was curious but refused to ask because of boundaries.
“Slight hesitation?” She questions softly in a bit of surprise. “Oh no, no you are fine. I’m quite open if I get good vibes from someone... I get great vibes from you, so you’re totally fine.” Soft giggles past from her lips, “I just didn’t know there was so much going on within my family, that’s all. A majority of time I am kinda, safely pushed to the side... but it happens, I understand. And you never know, I could have seen a member of your family before.. I’m a social butterfly, as I am sure you can tell.” She offers her a bright and sweet smile, showing her teeth.
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