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He asks questions about her! Perhaps she truly had thought wrong.
And oh, how delighted she is to answer them. I come from a family of hard workers, she begins with a happy scrunch of her nose. I-I'm not from, y'know, high-class lineage or anything, though. My mama and daddy sent me here to seek better work prospects.
She lets out a deep exhale, deciding to follow his lounging with a position of her own; half on her side, resting upon her elbows, knees tucked up to cover her softened belly. Surely, she assumed he would have followed the curve of it with his gaze, and she remained cautious. Perhaps to him it would have been enticing. What of you? Are you from Akashingo?