[ this festival is primarily a kind of social networking, for Rudbeckia. it's an opportunity to cement the image she's started to establish—an idiot, helpful and harmless, sweet, cheerful, friendly—as well as to get some clearer judgements about the people she's identified as useful. there are a lot of things she needs to know about her fellow Restless: who will actually protect her when it comes down it to, no matter how begrudgingly; who to tread cautiously around for fear of retribution; who will gentle themselves when she cries, and who will answer with cruelty.
the whole affair is less nerve-racking done at a party. she can observe from a distance, and she can leave a conversation at any time. that might be the only reason that she decides to approach Felix with a small bowl of Grablenuts she's been carrying, sliding into the seat beside him with a sunny smile. ]
Don Fraldarius, what about these? I tried one earlier—they're spicy!
[ Don't get angry at me, it's not like I really want to talk to you either... —but this is necessary. with a guy like this, it's even more important to know what his boundaries are so she can avoid getting hurt, or at least minimise the pain when it comes. ]
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the whole affair is less nerve-racking done at a party. she can observe from a distance, and she can leave a conversation at any time. that might be the only reason that she decides to approach Felix with a small bowl of Grablenuts she's been carrying, sliding into the seat beside him with a sunny smile. ]
Don Fraldarius, what about these? I tried one earlier—they're spicy!
[ Don't get angry at me, it's not like I really want to talk to you either... —but this is necessary. with a guy like this, it's even more important to know what his boundaries are so she can avoid getting hurt, or at least minimise the pain when it comes. ]