Anistis wrote:Anistis noticed, as Anna spoke, that he'd stopped sorting the arrows as soon as he'd oppened his mouth, and presently went back to doing so. It seemed like he should admire their craftsmanship, although the acolyte knew nothing of making arrows.
"Well, Mikail's potion-making seems really complex," Ani continued. He found Mikail's strange art fascinating, but was almost totally ignorant of it- mostly because he'd never taken the time to ask, he supposed. "I'd imagine an assistant would do him a whole lot of good. I'm sure he's glad to have you." The smile on his face dissolved for a flicker into a frustrated grimace as he noticed he'd accidentally mixed some arrows from one pile into the other while he wasn't paying attention. He took a moment to put them back into place.
"How'd you come by the job, if you don't mind my asking?"
"Oh yes, it is quite complex.. or, I imagine it to be, I haven't really seen him do much potion making yet," Anna said while continuing with her work. She was cautious with the potion, using just the amount that Mikail had instructed. Anna had a steady hand - unusual for a girl of her young age. "I hope he is," she continued. "I'll do anything to make sure he is." There was a desperation on her tone that suggested this wasn't something she was just saying, but rather, something that was absolute truth.
"Mister Matiel got me the job," she said with a smile. Not many people smiled when saying Matiel's name, but she considered him to be her savior. "He knows my old boss, and he saw me, and I guess he liked me," she shrugged. "Not in the way that men usually like me, though... I, er.." embarassment painted her cheeks pink. He was a man of the cloth, she doubted he wanted to hear much more about that subject. Annabelle didn't want to be condemned in his soft, compassionate green eyes. The young girl licked her lips and gave a smile. "I'm not yet used to not being looked at that way. You're all different. You and all your friends."
She sifted the powder over the fabric, and added another cloth to the bag. "And you? What made you join this expedition?"