Well, she hadn’t run away yet, so he was apparently getting better with the whole approaching people thing. “Well you see, I’m really stupid,” he said with a grin as though he was proud of it. “And I got kicked out of my house until I can figure out these riddles. It’s the usual punishment,” he shrugged. There was always some test to pass. “So then - You can only keep it once you give it to somebody. What is it?”
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Dark eyebrows are raised at the way he says it; a grin usually wasn’t what you presented to someone who called you S T U P I D, unless you were about to punch them in the face. Not like she was speaking from experience. She was far too craven.
It takes a few seconds of thinking before her face lights up, a possible answer finally reached by her mind. Then her expression deflates, the familiar fear of being wrong swallowing up her joy. ‘Eh.. try α pяσмιѕє. Sorry if it’s wrong or anything.’
