Galina Kerrigan-Alcori
Wildling
Galina listened, sitting quietly as she did so. Her eyes were down, looking at the floor. For a long while she just sat there, thinking about what Tempest had said. Though for her part, Tempest did have twenty years of experience on the young redhead. For her part, she'd lived alone and isolated on the island as a child. In some ways she'd never grown up. She didn't have to there, and there wasn't a society for her to compare herself with and against. In so many ways, still a child even if the number of years she had said she was an adult.
She nodded slowly at last a response. "I g-guess so." The redhead gave a little shrug, "I'm just afraid. Afraid to fail, that I'll be like them."
At the pat on her shoulder she looked to Tempest, "I ... I would like that." Well, she thought she would, right now she just wasn't certain. The smallest traces of a smile were tugging at her lips. Maybe things would be okay after all.
[member="Tempest"] | [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]
She nodded slowly at last a response. "I g-guess so." The redhead gave a little shrug, "I'm just afraid. Afraid to fail, that I'll be like them."
At the pat on her shoulder she looked to Tempest, "I ... I would like that." Well, she thought she would, right now she just wasn't certain. The smallest traces of a smile were tugging at her lips. Maybe things would be okay after all.
[member="Tempest"] | [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]