[She's seen them. She wondered at them. Wondered that he, of all people, thought he could teach her anything. When she saw the contents of the lessons themselves, she felt a little - ruffled. They were, in fact, things she didn't know. Things that could have benefited her, if she'd chosen a different path. Business is profitable, if pedestrian.]
[She only wants to be extraordinary. It's crushing to imagine that some version of her gave up on that dream - or worse, never had it at all.]
[There's an answer on her lips, but then there he is, the man she knew as Blight - Derek, now, she supposes - holding out a bowl to her. Unconsciously she straightens up just a touch to look inside. The contents are--]
Grapes?
[Food. She wonders if she's being patronized. It doesn't feel like it, that's the odd thing. She's usually so good at knowing.]
[Forcing a smile in the face of the perplexing, she shrugs.]
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[She only wants to be extraordinary. It's crushing to imagine that some version of her gave up on that dream - or worse, never had it at all.]
[There's an answer on her lips, but then there he is, the man she knew as Blight - Derek, now, she supposes - holding out a bowl to her. Unconsciously she straightens up just a touch to look inside. The contents are--]
Grapes?
[Food. She wonders if she's being patronized. It doesn't feel like it, that's the odd thing. She's usually so good at knowing.]
[Forcing a smile in the face of the perplexing, she shrugs.]
I can't teach you anything about grapes.