Mar 22
from @sonder-palms // As Alyse speaks, there is no immediate acknowledgement, as if the cook was somewhat used to chatter outside, or to not being directly spoken to. When too long goes by and the question remains unanswered, the woman realizes she was being referred to!
The tall woman, white-haired and sculped by her years, stands in place as she flips some meat in her pan. Her voice sounds like honey, like a bountiful dinner, and the smell of the flowers all around the house seemed to have rubbed on her.
"We hardly see new places around these parts... How are you, dear? Would you like something to eat?"
