Down the Rabbit Hole
Solveiga was eventually able to move past the flirting, her heart rate returning to normal and any butterflies that had been stirred in her stomach one by one settling back into place. She sighed again softly, releasing the nervousness which had seized her back there. Really, the poor woman had no idea what that was about. She had never felt that way before. Then again, she had never been flirted with before. And that certainly had something to do with it. She was totally, one hundred percent inexperienced with such things. It was embarrassing. She was an adult now, she should be able to make it through a bit of harmless teasing without getting all flustered. More than that, she should be able to at least come up with a coherent response instead of standing there with her mouth hanging open. Solveiga pouted a little in silence.
The little woman was still kicking herself for being so naive and foolish when Peregrine spoke up again, and she had to shake off the thoughts in her head and turn her attention forward. "Um, sort of," Solveiga said, clearing her throat gently so that perhaps her voice wouldn't come out so soft. She wanted to be more tough and carefree like Peregrine. But she would never admit that out loud. "I grew up on an island a little further south," she said. "It was called Nephilim Island. When my brother and I were one, we left and explored the continent together. But now I'm on my own, and still exploring." She shrugged a bit and looked down at the uneven path of stone ahead of her, pretending to concentrate so she wouldn't meet the eyes of the other woman if she happened to look back.
She did look up, however, when Tsiry started to give her canine companion a hard time, at which point the canine in question lightly knocked the lemur against a bit of slimy wall. Solveiga tried to stifle a giggle at the look of disgust on the face of the little creature. "What about you?" The smaller woman asked after a moment. "Are you from around here?"
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