Chick Chat
08-15-2013, 10:59 PM
Walk | Talk |
She had said too much. Meili's expression may not have given much away as far as her thoughts on Ashtoreth's tale, but there was a certain glint within her eye that made the Valhallan Psi wish to hide somewhere out of sight and away from questioning. She should have known better to tell the whole story; she could have simply left it at "I got this den from Leon" but given the opportunity to spill a bit of her story the grey hunter had jumped at the chance.
What she received was a milder inquiry than imagined. Her gold and purple eyes blinked as she dared to raise them at her friend and company, still sensing and somewhat seeing more to the question than the vague surface value it had been spoken with. Yes, she was curious, but her questions, it seemed, were not meant to be prying, only offering an avenue for Ashtoreth to vent her thoughts if she felt comfortable to do so.
"Yes," she answered, her tone almost forceful with the single word. Even as it rolled off of her tongue, however, a little voice piped up within her head that this was not altogether true. It had been becoming increasingly obvious of late, ever since Leon had returned, that things, though well, were not exactly right. Perhaps that was not the correct manner of addressing it. Something felt off, as if there was always more to be said than what actually came to light, more lurking below the surface than what both were willing to acknowledge. Or maybe it was just her. Without quite thinking, she sighed, the gesture meant to be an internal one that had slipped out into the open. Ears tipping back, Ash winced. "I think." Surprised at her own boldness regarding the subject - even when alone she was constantly second guessing every thought that ran through her mind - she managed a tight, sheepish smile at Meili before lowering her gaze with a uncomfortable chuckle.