Trusting strangers was the last thing on her list of things to accomplish for the day, especially in a foreign place. Something wasn’t right, not in her eyes; how could one go from poking fun at her dialect one moment, to offering assistance the next?
❛How can I be positive that you’re not
the trouble I should be avoiding, hmmm?❜
A huff, before her glare heightens. Generally unsure if she’s willing enough to follow the command.
❛For all that I know, you could be
leading me straight into a real mess of it!❜
✕♕✕
Clad palm is then pressed against forehead in frustration,
as eyes begin close she finds a bit of solace.
A sigh is expelled & aqua irises are exposed once more,
❛I reѕpecт yoυr ѕυѕpιcιoɴѕ… Sυιт yoυrѕelғ тнeɴ—❜
& with that said she takes her leave, but pauses briefly before exiting the abandoned lot.
❛…Bυт тιмe ιѕ αlмoѕт υp.❜