[ The vines shift, curling around her hand, a morning glory arching towards her face. She nearly pulls back, but the movement isn't aggressive. It's slow, languid -- almost inviting. Still, there's no sign of the gate moving. ]
[ Jill is about to jump for the plant and take her knife out to take to it and sever the vine. However it seems to be part of the "game" here.
She makes a sound and with Blake's response she eases up. The tension on her shoulders eases and slacks. ]
I think this means I should go first? You're a competent young lady. I was surprised over your skill and the seriousness you have in those situations. It was impressive to me, if I'm to be honest. It's rare I meet someone that can keep up with me.
[ There's a rustling that sounds almost like a sigh, and the vines gracefully withdraw, pulling back from the gate's wooden slats. ]
Thanks? [ It lilts upward at the end, but the uncertainty is from the strangeness of the situation, not any sense of ingratitude. The small smile she shoots Jill is sincere. ]
I had to...I grew up fast. [ She pushes the gate open and takes a careful step through, and then another step when nothing happens. ] If I hadn't learned those things early, it would have been much harder.
[ She guesses the movement is sign that it took the compliment as genuine or at least that it approved? ]
Hey, you're welcome.
[ Compliments can be awkward. She knows that she kind of stiffens up over them, especially when genuine and not just meant to flatter. ]
From what I know of your world, I'm not surprised. Obviously that... doesn't make it good or anything, but the skill you have is something you should be proud of. Some people can try all they want and not manage.
[ But she should probably save the sweet words for the foliage, right? Although she's still uncertain how she might attack back if anything were to happen, Jill makes sure to have Blake's back as they push forward.
Once on the other side of the gate, she takes note of the scenery: not that much different than before, just hopefully closer to the end of it. ]
Well, guess now we keep going. Your pick on direction at the first turn.
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Oh. That's...
[ Not terrible? ]
I guess we can do that.
[ Kind of awkward, though. ]
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She makes a sound and with Blake's response she eases up. The tension on her shoulders eases and slacks. ]
I think this means I should go first? You're a competent young lady. I was surprised over your skill and the seriousness you have in those situations. It was impressive to me, if I'm to be honest. It's rare I meet someone that can keep up with me.
[ It's honest, so she hopes it works. ]
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Thanks? [ It lilts upward at the end, but the uncertainty is from the strangeness of the situation, not any sense of ingratitude. The small smile she shoots Jill is sincere. ]
I had to...I grew up fast. [ She pushes the gate open and takes a careful step through, and then another step when nothing happens. ] If I hadn't learned those things early, it would have been much harder.
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Hey, you're welcome.
[ Compliments can be awkward. She knows that she kind of stiffens up over them, especially when genuine and not just meant to flatter. ]
From what I know of your world, I'm not surprised. Obviously that... doesn't make it good or anything, but the skill you have is something you should be proud of. Some people can try all they want and not manage.
[ But she should probably save the sweet words for the foliage, right? Although she's still uncertain how she might attack back if anything were to happen, Jill makes sure to have Blake's back as they push forward.
Once on the other side of the gate, she takes note of the scenery: not that much different than before, just hopefully closer to the end of it. ]
Well, guess now we keep going. Your pick on direction at the first turn.