Home is where the heart is

Despite the woman's passive forgiveness of the incident, Creidne still seared with embarrassment. Her skin went hot -specifically around her collar- and she intentionally diverted her gaze for a while. It seemed that the stress of tension dominating the Spine had gotten the best of her. Nowadays, it seemed that worrying was always at the top of her agenda and, it had certainly begun to show.

"Yea, I'm Creidne -Creidne DeForge," considering the emotions that she had now vested in things Cree thought her newness had worn off. But, she had been somewhat antisocial so she wasn't offended by the female calling her such. Finally looking at the stranger before her, Cree drew in another animated breath while rounding her eyes. Vectra certainly had one hell of a face on her. Staring for longer than she had intended to, again she was rendered bashful as she tried to explain her second lapse in manners. "Sorry again I just umm... well -nice face," she stammered.