[ Rudbeckia's smile isn't as vibrant as it may have been in another time and place, without the dark looming over them. but she turns and beams at him nonetheless, the darkness at her back, seeming enthused by a conversation topic closer to normal. (she's trying hard not to think about it. the path ahead. the other side. even the things behind her. whatever is going on here, she remembers—there's nowhere for me to go, and how much easier it would be if she could just disappear, and how afraid of the future—)
almost shyly, she tucks a lock of soft, wavy hair behind her ear. ]
Of course I can do that! [ her voice is warm and delighted. ] I usually have servants who help me, but there's plenty I could teach you by myself. I know all kinds of things about how to take care of it and ways to style it.
[ —a hint of nervousness creeps into her smile, self-conscious of the absurdity of what she's saying in this endless void of the unknown. ] W-Well, hopefully wherever we're going has some good hair oils.
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[ Rudbeckia's smile isn't as vibrant as it may have been in another time and place, without the dark looming over them. but she turns and beams at him nonetheless, the darkness at her back, seeming enthused by a conversation topic closer to normal. (she's trying hard not to think about it. the path ahead. the other side. even the things behind her. whatever is going on here, she remembers—there's nowhere for me to go, and how much easier it would be if she could just disappear, and how afraid of the future—)
almost shyly, she tucks a lock of soft, wavy hair behind her ear. ]
Of course I can do that! [ her voice is warm and delighted. ] I usually have servants who help me, but there's plenty I could teach you by myself. I know all kinds of things about how to take care of it and ways to style it.
[ —a hint of nervousness creeps into her smile, self-conscious of the absurdity of what she's saying in this endless void of the unknown. ] W-Well, hopefully wherever we're going has some good hair oils.