Wild Berry Meadow foreign creature; gift is a burden

Hmph - it seemed the male was not as easy to entice as she thought, and while the woman was not one to waste time on feeble prospects, she might as well give it a final attempt. "everything is manageable - but to manage is to merely exist, nothing more." Existing and living where two very different things, another basic philosophy her mother had managed to teach them before becoming so withdrawn. She canted her head at the male; perhaps he was happier alone, then. She supposed she could call it quits; he did not seem quite interesting enough for her to pursue the issue much further. Still; "then perhaps our paths will cross again, Engel." Her vague smile returns as she rises gracefully, feeling something like the sting of failure, but dipping her head in farewell all the same, thought for a moment longer, she lingers.