Etheyl Woodwell Fri Aug 28, 2015 5:04 pm
Etheyl nods. "So much in so little time," she says sadly. Setting the gloom back aside for a while, she smiles at Lexa. "Well, I guess if you don't know your true day of birth...you get to choose your own day! Hm...the day you met everyone, the day you left the temple...that was a fairly important day, right? I'd imagine it was good to get out of there, from what you've said about what those people would do to you. I'd say birthdays should be a happy day, something you could look back fondly on. In a way, that was the start of your new life. Maybe that's an option."
Etheyl continues smiling gently. "Or, maybe when all this is over. When this whole business is behind you. It will probably be tough on you, too...but you'll be starting a new stage of your life yet again. Of course, you could just pick a date that sounds nice to you. There's nothing wrong with not having an exact day either, I suppose. It just helps to keep track of time, and gives everyone else an excuse to spoil you even more," she adds with a grin.
"Anyway I went way off track there. You hungry? Thirsty? I could try to make something, or one of our lovebirds here might be able to whip something up if they're up to it."
Etheyl's eyes drift over to the fox on the chair. Gods they look so soft and adorable in fox form. It'd feel...weird...to pet them though. She shakes her head, trying to remove the image of rubbing the belly of human-form Azazel or Val.
