Post by KittsMitts on Sept 3, 2024 4:20:36 GMT
Vee grins playfully, laughing at the idea of pawning him off. "Of course, of course. I'll be helping set up first, but I'll be as attentive as I can. Deal?" She leaves little time to answer before another thought occurs. "Although, if you show up too early they might put you to work..."
He steps into her space, and she doesn't move away. If anything, her shoulders move up for a moment, then relax even more than before when he stays. She looks very comfortable with him there. His words have her nodding, though it's clear the idea is still sinking in as he continues. Part of her, for a moment so small even a speedster could have missed it, looks grief-stricken. Maybe that is why she reacts so carefully - it's too easy to slip.
But it's gone as quickly as it came, and she's smiling at his description of his job as 'The Guy.' "The Guy. Like, from Spy Kids," she teases. "My dad's the same way. Does odd jobs, anything that needs doing. Always worked with his hands, got one of those brains that can figure things out just by looking at them."
Her nose wrinkles. Kee wasn't as good, but there were a million names that ended with ee sounds, so she knew they'd be here a while. And that was a damn question. "Well, Warby..." she starts, using the bit to stall a moment. "Pretty similar to what I'm doing now, honestly. I always wanted to make a difference, and make the world better for the people around me. Not just the big stuff. The small changes that make someone's day to day better." She looks hopeful about this concept, but a bit of darker frustration crosses her features. "I want what I do to be enough. So it sticks." Her expression clears again.
Vee stops and coughs, looking up at him. "We're here."
He steps into her space, and she doesn't move away. If anything, her shoulders move up for a moment, then relax even more than before when he stays. She looks very comfortable with him there. His words have her nodding, though it's clear the idea is still sinking in as he continues. Part of her, for a moment so small even a speedster could have missed it, looks grief-stricken. Maybe that is why she reacts so carefully - it's too easy to slip.
But it's gone as quickly as it came, and she's smiling at his description of his job as 'The Guy.' "The Guy. Like, from Spy Kids," she teases. "My dad's the same way. Does odd jobs, anything that needs doing. Always worked with his hands, got one of those brains that can figure things out just by looking at them."
Her nose wrinkles. Kee wasn't as good, but there were a million names that ended with ee sounds, so she knew they'd be here a while. And that was a damn question. "Well, Warby..." she starts, using the bit to stall a moment. "Pretty similar to what I'm doing now, honestly. I always wanted to make a difference, and make the world better for the people around me. Not just the big stuff. The small changes that make someone's day to day better." She looks hopeful about this concept, but a bit of darker frustration crosses her features. "I want what I do to be enough. So it sticks." Her expression clears again.
Vee stops and coughs, looking up at him. "We're here."