Lion Head Mesa leave me in the dark

He was not angry. 

That was a relief. She felt she could quit this scene sooner rather than later. He would not run to tell her father that she was a disappointment. 

His next inquiry was one that made her softly sigh, looking over her shoulder to where her plants were. And then she looked back to him, feeling she knew the answer to the question she would soon voice. Did my papa send you to ask this? Medusa asked, believing it so. To spend time with others by learning more made perfect sense. But few came to her otherwise, unless they were assigned to. 

She should not resent that fact. But it would be nice if one were to approach her of their own wish to.