Strength, talent... a good fashion sense. You really do, have those "in spades".
[ cinder's arm drops to her side when she notices the girl back away from her. out of discomfort or fear, cinder can hardly tell but it doesn't matter. she isn't offended in the least and she makes sure that comes across in her expression. like a stray dog unsure whether to attack or heel, cinder merely stays still; allowing her to make up her choice on the matter. ]
Why so shy, all of a sudden? Don't worry. I don't think I could hurt you even if I tried. At least, tell me your name.
[ but despite what she's said, she isn't here to make a friend. she's here to collect a follower. her kindness is merely a feint. her cause nowhere near noble. but she can see that there's a flicker of use in this girl. and she hopes that somehow she might be blessed with vision. clear enough to see strength when it's offered, even if the origins of said strength are... questionable. ]
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[ cinder's arm drops to her side when she notices the girl back away from her. out of discomfort or fear, cinder can hardly tell but it doesn't matter. she isn't offended in the least and she makes sure that comes across in her expression. like a stray dog unsure whether to attack or heel, cinder merely stays still; allowing her to make up her choice on the matter. ]
Why so shy, all of a sudden? Don't worry. I don't think I could hurt you even if I tried. At least, tell me your name.
[ but despite what she's said, she isn't here to make a friend. she's here to collect a follower. her kindness is merely a feint. her cause nowhere near noble. but she can see that there's a flicker of use in this girl. and she hopes that somehow she might be blessed with vision. clear enough to see strength when it's offered, even if the origins of said strength are... questionable. ]