[ oh. immediately, the wrinkles in her expression smooth out.
that's an unexpected development — though she supposes it shouldn't be. he'd made his intentions clear enough, after all. to say nothing of her own expectation that he's taken it as something of a challenge of his own skill, atop the kind gesture it is. she blinks, no filter to her mouth when she blurts out, ]
Herring.
[ the repulsion is real. never mind the flavor of it; it's always been a permanent reminder of ravka's poverty. of her poverty, and the scraps thrown their way in the first army. she lapses into a brief pause, for just a moment, almost sheepish before she adds, with much more restraint, ]
no subject
that's an unexpected development — though she supposes it shouldn't be. he'd made his intentions clear enough, after all. to say nothing of her own expectation that he's taken it as something of a challenge of his own skill, atop the kind gesture it is. she blinks, no filter to her mouth when she blurts out, ]
Herring.
[ the repulsion is real. never mind the flavor of it; it's always been a permanent reminder of ravka's poverty. of her poverty, and the scraps thrown their way in the first army. she lapses into a brief pause, for just a moment, almost sheepish before she adds, with much more restraint, ]
Or any kind of fish, really.