“Oh petal, I’m sure you were,” Ester echoed, some! Psht! He was probably being humble. A rare quality in a gentleman - but then he had never seemed keen on taking her to bed, either, so she fancied he had more than one oddity in character. Not that she begrudged him that. He was too young for her anyway.
“And without the freedom all creativity is quite terribly stifled, don’t you find?” she added, and here was a truth she lived by. Art was never meant to be produced or consumed in restraint. She threw the next question out with a deceptive casualness, absently tossing a grape up in the air and catching it in her hand again (although perhaps she had imagined it going higher than it had; her hand-eye coordination was often... compromised). This was a little more taboo, not something she talked about often. “Is there anything about your old life that you miss?”
“And without the freedom all creativity is quite terribly stifled, don’t you find?” she added, and here was a truth she lived by. Art was never meant to be produced or consumed in restraint. She threw the next question out with a deceptive casualness, absently tossing a grape up in the air and catching it in her hand again (although perhaps she had imagined it going higher than it had; her hand-eye coordination was often... compromised). This was a little more taboo, not something she talked about often. “Is there anything about your old life that you miss?”
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