Dionisa began to open her mouth to protest, though was compelled by the woman's stern and definite tone to shut it before words could escape her lips. A smile fell onto her face, though it was one of undoubted reluctance.
"I cannot thank you enough for the offer, Miss Fairchild, but I could not impose on your hospitality," she said after a moment of contemplation. To refuse such an offer would seem illogical to anyone else who had spent the last month with a bench as a bed, but Dionisia had spent too many years of her life reliant on others for food and shelter. She now had her independence, and she was determined to keep it even if it proved detrimental to her back. "I'm sure the fog has provided enough stress; I wish to be no burden."
"I cannot thank you enough for the offer, Miss Fairchild, but I could not impose on your hospitality," she said after a moment of contemplation. To refuse such an offer would seem illogical to anyone else who had spent the last month with a bench as a bed, but Dionisia had spent too many years of her life reliant on others for food and shelter. She now had her independence, and she was determined to keep it even if it proved detrimental to her back. "I'm sure the fog has provided enough stress; I wish to be no burden."
