The girl watched Drummle's face as he processed her thoughts. Then he spoke to her, and she blushed at his words. Strong? An inspiration? Her? Funny, she didn't feel strong at all. She simply felt like there was nothing to compare her life to. Until now, anyway. She was starting to see now, how lonesome and detached her life had been. Yet, she could not bring herself to think that she was strong because of it.
Then, Drummle's lips touched her forehead, and the girl felt her cheeks burn red...but not of embarrassment, exactly...more from the strange fluttering feeling in her chest that made her feel lightheaded. She was dimly aware that the feeling was because of him. Yet, she knew no word for it. She pushed the thoughts away as she listened to him speaking in her mind, smiling shyly at his words. As she was thinking up a response, he spoke again.
She watched him, wide-eyed, as she listened, and smiled at the table when he spoke of 'beautiful things'. Then, as he raised his hands, she giggled.
Yes, I lub dose names. Uhh... she trailed off, thinking about the names Drummle had suggested. The ones for music were lovely, but she didn't feel like music described her, as she never knew what it was before now. Now, the flower ones on the other hand...she ran the names 'Rose' and 'Lilly' through her mind, trying to decide which she liked better. She loved the sound of Rose in her mind, but Lilly seemed to suit her better when she conjured up a mental picture...she conveyed these thoughts to Drummle, then titled her head at him.
Wha do yoh tink? she asked, with a curious look.
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