[ The flame produces a brief startle-response, the soul inside of her waking up with a start. It's gone before her heartbeat can get to racing, and despite the surprise, there's still an intense curiosity in her gaze that she can't disguise. Her eyes return to the locker, looking at it anew. ]
That's quite the skill. But you shouldn't need to be the only one making these.
[ ...Not that she can help, but it's the principle of the thing. Mel reaches for the locker, looking it over, fingers pushing in places. It's sturdy, enough to satisfy; it means it can stay upright, and is less likely to be easy to break.
Don't think she didn't catch the other comment, though, Ace. ]
Far be it from me to pry when we don't know each other, but...I'm happy to listen if you wish to speak on it. Holding things in can-- [ Well. ] It can fester. And I wouldn't want that for you.
[ But that's on his terms. Mel values her own privacy, and she's sure others do too. ]
Your work is very good, though. This feels like it could stand the test of weather and potential thieves. Or sabotage.
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That's quite the skill. But you shouldn't need to be the only one making these.
[ ...Not that she can help, but it's the principle of the thing. Mel reaches for the locker, looking it over, fingers pushing in places. It's sturdy, enough to satisfy; it means it can stay upright, and is less likely to be easy to break.
Don't think she didn't catch the other comment, though, Ace. ]
Far be it from me to pry when we don't know each other, but...I'm happy to listen if you wish to speak on it. Holding things in can-- [ Well. ] It can fester. And I wouldn't want that for you.
[ But that's on his terms. Mel values her own privacy, and she's sure others do too. ]
Your work is very good, though. This feels like it could stand the test of weather and potential thieves. Or sabotage.