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He planned to be here more often? Such a statement was bold, and somewhere within her, Faye liked hearing him declare such a thing.
She followed him towards the workshop, an amused smile quirking at her lips. "Oh? Intend on becoming best friends with Cathán then?" It was much too easy to tease him. The workshop looked as it always had, except cleaner than the last time. Pausing her projects for a few days allowed her to clean and organise, to make room for the future commissioned work she would start in the next week.
Faye moved to sit at her stool, where a magnifying glass and precision tools were kept. This is where all her fine details were made, with the gentle help of her dragon's fiery breath to make her work malleable.
"Or did you still wish to learn how to cut glass and make a stained window?" She asked, leaning back against the workbench with her elbows. "You can after next week..."
Because she could not cut him out from her life. The harder she tried to push him away, the stronger she wanted to pull him in. Faye knew this was turning hard for him, that she was the one standing in the way of something... that may turn her happier.
She followed him towards the workshop, an amused smile quirking at her lips. "Oh? Intend on becoming best friends with Cathán then?" It was much too easy to tease him. The workshop looked as it always had, except cleaner than the last time. Pausing her projects for a few days allowed her to clean and organise, to make room for the future commissioned work she would start in the next week.
Faye moved to sit at her stool, where a magnifying glass and precision tools were kept. This is where all her fine details were made, with the gentle help of her dragon's fiery breath to make her work malleable.
"Or did you still wish to learn how to cut glass and make a stained window?" She asked, leaning back against the workbench with her elbows. "You can after next week..."
Because she could not cut him out from her life. The harder she tried to push him away, the stronger she wanted to pull him in. Faye knew this was turning hard for him, that she was the one standing in the way of something... that may turn her happier.