"We'd be glad for any advice, or favorites," she adds, the second sort of amending itself like habit. After all the town folk of Haven, and how you'd get pearls from oysters that were cemented shut sooner. "But we could probably take a stab at the rest of it ourselves." She turns this one toward Nathan, flat, wide smile. "Don't you think?"
New places, that she doesn't belong and got dropped into, are old hat enough. Awkward, ill-fitting sort of feeling, like you're somewhere where your jacket is too big and your shoes are too small, simply because you don't blend. Because you never belonged here. Stand out like a sore thumb, because your family hasn't lived here for fifty or sixty years. Not that she's talking about any place specific.
Not that it bothers her in the slightest. But she'd rather not feel like she was holding her tongue the whole time. Would rather feel free to call a spade, a spade on this place and be able to talk to her partner. Wants a moment to just stare at it and frown without feeling rude and like it's going to cost her the next two months worth of everything else she'll want to know by that time.
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Date: 2013-06-25 04:58 am (UTC)New places, that she doesn't belong and got dropped into, are old hat enough. Awkward, ill-fitting sort of feeling, like you're somewhere where your jacket is too big and your shoes are too small, simply because you don't blend. Because you never belonged here. Stand out like a sore thumb, because your family hasn't lived here for fifty or sixty years. Not that she's talking about any place specific.
Not that it bothers her in the slightest. But she'd rather not feel like she was holding her tongue the whole time. Would rather feel free to call a spade, a spade on this place and be able to talk to her partner. Wants a moment to just stare at it and frown without feeling rude and like it's going to cost her the next two months worth of everything else she'll want to know by that time.