mercy now

Part of her wanted to be offended, and it showed, the way her nose wrinkled just momentarily as he spoke - it quickly left her face as another strolled up and began talking. How many people knew she was here..and how long? Her nose tilted down, a dancer playing off exhaustion as a transition piece. "Mhm.." it was softly spoken towards the girl of similar age and a knapsack of goodies, where her curious eyes dwelled on for a moment before back to the pair who appeared to be traveling together. It was not meant to be rude or standoffish, but simply an acknowledgement of them speaking and perhaps hinting at her own inability to put together further words - a what do you want? for she was far to prideful to admit she needed anything but the peace and quiet for herself. She licked her lips as her mouth began to open, eyes dismissive out of habit before finding this warlord up-front. "I'm Essie" It was very matter of fact, as if she had practiced it time and time again, and she had. Childish declarations, on her walk she had practiced it time and time again instead of her formal full - As she began to question them both, who, what, why, whens..there was a sudden shift of air and a familiar face that landed in one of the overhead branches that shifted atop of them. It distracted her, catching her eye for a very brief moment but she did not mention it, instead looking slowly back to Sirus and addressing him so. "Am I in your gardens?" a hesitant question, the twitch of her brow and fidget of her fingers embracing the panic slowly consuming her.