killing time, erika

[/style] No duh I was mistaken! she thought, the slight panic from moments ago having not totally dispelled from even her mental voice. She remained rather stiff in the time it took him to speak again. Everything about this situation was awkward, and she didn’t like it. She wanted things the way she was used to. No being teleported spontaneously into the house of some man she didn’t even know, no being unable to tell what city or town she was in. Her eyes darted each way, looking at the interior of the room as though that would somehow tell her where she was.

They looked back to him when he spoke again.

Her eyebrows rose with slight surprise when he bowed. Well...at least he apologized. She half-wanted to slap him still, despite the apology. That wouldn’t end well, she knew, and it was completely out of her character. ”...I see.” was all she said. So this was the man Sabrina had entrusted her City with. Erika couldn’t say he was making a stellar first impression, but she knew she could push the whole teleporting-without-warning deal aside given his apology.

She moved when he gestured to the table and sat, folding her hands in her lap and looking at her tea. She would wait for him before so much as touching the cup, it seemed more proper to her. ”It’s alright...” she murmured, smiling some before looking up at him, ”...like I said, I wasn’t doing anything. It’s nice to meet you finally, sir."
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[/style] He requested that she call him by his first name. If he says so... she thought, still relatively unsure with the situation. It was best to push it aside, though, and act like a proper guest. ”Alright, Faust.” she said, a small smile touching her face. With the tea poured into both cups, she reached forward and pulled hers towards herself, lifting it to her face. The steam rose and forced her to blink with the brief heat. Breath left her mouth in a momentary attempt to cool the tea before she placed it against her lips and sipped the hot liquid.

At least he has good tea. The smile grew some, and she nodded once to show her approval of the beverage. She let a small giggle escape in response to his words,

”That would be a bit of an understatement,” she said cheerfully, having urged herself to behave naturally. There was no better way to handle the situation, right?
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[/style] She nodded and extened her cup forward slightly as he offered more tea. The liquid filled the cup quickly, and she smiled when he finished. ”Very good recipe.” Erika commented quietly, bringing the cup of tea between her hands as one would normally do in the winter to warm up. She gave him her attention when he spoke again, sensing that greeting pleasantries were over and done with and they were scratching the surface of the conversation he brought her here for.

At least, it is for a conversation, right? The grass specialist didn’t allow herself to dwaddle on the possibility it wasn’t. She’d just find out later.

”Well...” she began, looking up and tilting her head to the side slightly to think. ”I...can’t say I’m too aware of much, if there’s something to be aware of, unfortunately.” She bit her lip with guilt. The people she talked to in Celadon never said anything good or bad, so the least she could do (and had done) was assume things ere okay. ”I haven’t heard of anything from anybody...things are alright, I hope?”

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