A small smile curved Rory's lips at the gaffers' ... enthusiasm, he decided to call it. That smile reversed into a slight frown, however, when Pippa displayed her feline-inflicted wounds. Well, he could certainly ease those later if she liked. Moreover, the furrow in his brow quickly smoothed when realization struck. She's not trying to hide her left hand anymore.
But maybe he should have a talk with the cat.
"But of course, signorina." He lightly offered one of the very few Italian words he'd picked up as he slung his back back over his shoulder. Taking her proffered hand, Rory set off with her along the walkway. His eyes picked up on subtle signs of healing in Pippa, a greater ease to her stride, an increased confidence in the way she held her shoulders. This stay in Venice had been good for her.
He too had so many things he wanted to ask. How are you? Are you happier here? Is your glass work progressing as you'd hoped? How are you really? But he shied away from diving straight into deeper waters so soon. "So other than dealing with cat attacks," he asked, giving her hand a gentle squeeze, "what have you been up to?"
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Date: 2009-07-10 12:02 am (UTC)But maybe he should have a talk with the cat.
"But of course, signorina." He lightly offered one of the very few Italian words he'd picked up as he slung his back back over his shoulder. Taking her proffered hand, Rory set off with her along the walkway. His eyes picked up on subtle signs of healing in Pippa, a greater ease to her stride, an increased confidence in the way she held her shoulders. This stay in Venice had been good for her.
He too had so many things he wanted to ask. How are you? Are you happier here? Is your glass work progressing as you'd hoped? How are you really? But he shied away from diving straight into deeper waters so soon. "So other than dealing with cat attacks," he asked, giving her hand a gentle squeeze, "what have you been up to?"