"No, I'm sure I'll manage," she said, carelessly pulling the box towards her. If they weren't chocolate bonbons and something she actually liked she might have used this as an opportunity to sneak a few out before sending them on. But. Since she wasn't.
Maybe she'd charm that orange ribbon black.
"Nope," Phyri replied, cheerful and resolute. "Still don't like sweets," she added, as though anything about this place might have convinced her to abruptly change her mind after twenty-six years of life. (Perhaps the shop did have that sort of affect, though. The orange affected one's eyes first, then seeped into people's brains. And then came for their tastebuds.) "Thank you for you help, though," - she pushed a few coins across the counter at him readily enough - "but I suppose I'd better let you get back to that horrorshow again." Porphyria jerked her free hand over her shoulder at the painting job. The smile on her face twitched into something a touch apologetic, because she didn't mean to be mean. Only a touch, though. Sometimes the truth hurt.
Maybe she'd charm that orange ribbon black.
"Nope," Phyri replied, cheerful and resolute. "Still don't like sweets," she added, as though anything about this place might have convinced her to abruptly change her mind after twenty-six years of life. (Perhaps the shop did have that sort of affect, though. The orange affected one's eyes first, then seeped into people's brains. And then came for their tastebuds.) "Thank you for you help, though," - she pushed a few coins across the counter at him readily enough - "but I suppose I'd better let you get back to that horrorshow again." Porphyria jerked her free hand over her shoulder at the painting job. The smile on her face twitched into something a touch apologetic, because she didn't mean to be mean. Only a touch, though. Sometimes the truth hurt.
a sublime set by Lady! <3