Lyubov frowns, in Erin's direction but not precisely at Erin, and considers her words carefully.
"I'm, nu, unsure what thou mean'st by the unendurable," she finally says, slowly. "I assume it might have aught to do with thine obscured eyes. But thou speak'st as if thou assumest I know what thou know'est, and nu, like. I ... don't."
She ducks her head and looks down at the grown, sheepish and feeling somehow like she's being disrespectful.
"I mean not to be blunt. But like, I seek ... clarity in this matter, since thou need'st mine help, or at least my counsel."
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Lyubov frowns, in Erin's direction but not precisely at Erin, and considers her words carefully.
"I'm, nu, unsure what thou mean'st by the unendurable," she finally says, slowly. "I assume it might have aught to do with thine obscured eyes. But thou speak'st as if thou assumest I know what thou know'est, and nu, like. I ... don't."
She ducks her head and looks down at the grown, sheepish and feeling somehow like she's being disrespectful.
"I mean not to be blunt. But like, I seek ... clarity in this matter, since thou need'st mine help, or at least my counsel."