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[isawallflower]

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[reignfall]

It sounds charming.

⟪ She peers in through the holes in Maple's carrier door, her smile sharp-toothed, but at least as genuine as it gets with Cersei.

The path downhill, at least, is friendly than the one going up to Salshira in the first place, and now that the storm has not made a sudden return, the path is cleared as well. There is, of course, not a single pile of snow that Tybolt does not jump into headfirst as far as his lead will allow him, but that just seems par for the course with walking a lion. ⟫

Tell me of your new place, though. I hardly asked before. Do you live on your own?

⟪ There is no concept that strikes her as wilder, an unwed woman living all by herself, and there's a hint of curious admiration there, too, just at the mere possibility. ⟫

[isawallflower]

[ While Cersei gives Maple a smile, Riley finds herself unable to keep from watching Tybolt. The insane novelty of walking a lion on a leash hasn't worn off for her, and despite the fact that she's covered in feathers head to toe, that her feet are talons and fingernails are claws, this is what she keeps coming back to, in terms of the most fantastical. A lion cub, jumping in snow...

It's only the question that draws Riley back to attention, a question which draws back her pleasant, amiable smile. ]

Just me and Maple, yes. [ On her own, always... At this point, Riley's too used to it to do anything more than yearn for different circumstances. ] It's really nothing special...but it's got its own private kitchen now, instead of a communal one, and I live closer to some people I know now, like Steve! He actually was the one to help me move, considering...

[ Her poor arm... Almost healed, but still, a problem. ]

[reignfall]

It is no excuse that I was beyond myself.

⟪ She says it so casually, but that, too, is a habit. The walls have ears where she is from, and eyes, too, and any truth shared with a voice turned to too much of a whisper will surely be followed with twice the attentiveness. So her tone is that of pleasant conversation, even as the subject has been changed, or half-changed. ⟫

You ought to visit more, of course. It won't do to spend so much time by yourself, and meals taste better with company.

⟪ Tybolt, meanwhile, got himself heartily stuck in a badly misjudged pile of snow, and she bends to free him from it – evidently a practiced move. ⟫

[isawallflower]

[ With the way her feathers puff up, Riley sincerely hopes it appears a reaction to Tybolt's antics, and not...anything else. ]

Oh, well... Only if I'm not imposing too much. Wouldn't want to just be another mouth to feed, you know?

[ Especially since feed here has...other connotations. Riley knows she's living on borrowed time in that respect.

...Still, she... ]

But I'd...like that, if everyone was amenable.