You don't need to be an empath, a mind reader, or even a psychologist to tell that Erin is touched by that statement; a faint color rises in her cheeks as she steps inside, taking extra care with her wings so she doesn't WHACK THEM ON THE FUCKING DOOR -
Anyway.
One glass on the desk with the juice, the other in Erin's hand. She pulls out the room's chair so she can't spill on someone's bed. "...I'm kinda wondering at the invitation, honestly. Like, don't get me wrong, I believe you when you say you want to share, it's just...I dunno. A lot to wrap my head around, especially all the way over here in 'raised vaguely Catholic, shopping around for Pagan faiths' land."
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Date: 2023-02-17 10:34 pm (UTC)Anyway.
One glass on the desk with the juice, the other in Erin's hand. She pulls out the room's chair so she can't spill on someone's bed. "...I'm kinda wondering at the invitation, honestly. Like, don't get me wrong, I believe you when you say you want to share, it's just...I dunno. A lot to wrap my head around, especially all the way over here in 'raised vaguely Catholic, shopping around for Pagan faiths' land."