[ She sighs a little -- well, the grandmother she is. Watching them and their weapons constantly, how they talked about them. Seemed there was a great deal of firepower and no finesse, to her mind.
But then, she grew up to a different idea of war, no doubt. ] I am sure something will be made decent of you, yet.
[ But all the same, she leads them through the camp, her antiquated notions aside. Straight to where she said she was interested in going. But it's late, most of the older women that worked here had cleaned up for the night and the few soldiers that sat talking were stragglers. Easily ignored and not looking for a fight. She bypasses them anyway. No want to have another meal of groats and syrup yet again. But there were other things that she knew about from working in the kitchens so long.
She waves him to follow her to where the food was prepared, as she begins to gather a few ingredients. Not him though, him she directs to find a seat or lean against something out of her way as she begins her work. ] Do you like sweets?
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But then, she grew up to a different idea of war, no doubt. ] I am sure something will be made decent of you, yet.
[ But all the same, she leads them through the camp, her antiquated notions aside. Straight to where she said she was interested in going. But it's late, most of the older women that worked here had cleaned up for the night and the few soldiers that sat talking were stragglers. Easily ignored and not looking for a fight. She bypasses them anyway. No want to have another meal of groats and syrup yet again. But there were other things that she knew about from working in the kitchens so long.
She waves him to follow her to where the food was prepared, as she begins to gather a few ingredients. Not him though, him she directs to find a seat or lean against something out of her way as she begins her work. ] Do you like sweets?