@zotore
𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐔𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄 to expect the fiery red head to be in her presence by this time. She not exactly sure of time, but glancing to the showers of GOLDEN that rain upon the church, she knows from the movement of the light above. And she muses to herself in thought, a slight purse of her lips. Did she actually mind being in her own company ? No, more so she preferred it. But she would admit to the socialisation when the Turks simply checked in - sometimes INCONVENIENTLY . But, occasionally she did have a lighthearted moment, a joke in jest with him, even if he was slightly annoying at times. He was just simply doing his job after all, she’d much rather take his attention here than being elsewhere perhaps hurting somebody for the highest bidder. Occasionally she had to bite her tongue and remind herself of that.
So, she takes pace towards the exit, down the steps of the church, noticing he stood there, facing away. He didn’t look approachable today, but maybe this was her chance to reach out. DESPITE professional business, she had a heart and would be first to reach out to those whom may be troubled “ You know, you can’t ask how I’m doing from outside…?” She teases, smirking just a little as she wanders closer. The rubble of the ground CRUNCHING underneath her boots, feeling a tension, and yet she continues. Perhaps she shouldn’t . “ Well, if i’m an inconvenience, i’m not forcing you to be here --” She says, melodical and teasing still. Hands meet behind her back, hand holding her wrist, delicately fiddling with the bangles she adorned.
