She wasn't hiding; far from it, she'd merely been standing among some trees, quietly cooing to a colorful shape nestled against her as she petted it... and by the time the vision went away, she'd stepped out more from the foliage, openly watching with a puzzled look.
"I don't entirely understand," Mallia admitted softly, her fingers still playing over the quiet bird's feathers as it re-settled itself a little against her chest, peeking over her shoulder. "But I've often found others' expectations for one's future to chafe, when too insistent...."
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Date: 2023-06-30 08:05 am (UTC)"I don't entirely understand," Mallia admitted softly, her fingers still playing over the quiet bird's feathers as it re-settled itself a little against her chest, peeking over her shoulder. "But I've often found others' expectations for one's future to chafe, when too insistent...."