[That makes her smile just a little bit more. Though, "pretty" was never a word she liked to attribute to herself. Pretty was a word people used when they wanted to have something to look at, to own and show off. It didn't sit very well with her.
But yes, they would indeed be prettier.
She can see him relaxing, and gently gathers Bozo into her arms so she can stand. Another nod--she practiced every day. She would ask Heine to go with her to the library, or write on the walls of the ship with the chalk Dave had given her (she was running out, she'd have to ask for more soon). And typing on the network was definitely helping.
Almost as soon as he started to speak, she felt the hair on the back of her neck rise and she held Bozo a little tighter. Yes, something was off. Nill cranes her neck to look around them and then behind him, trying to see what (or who) it might be. She thought she saw a (familiar) glare, but couldn't be sure. She takes a step to the side, trying to see better.]
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But yes, they would indeed be prettier.
She can see him relaxing, and gently gathers Bozo into her arms so she can stand. Another nod--she practiced every day. She would ask Heine to go with her to the library, or write on the walls of the ship with the chalk Dave had given her (she was running out, she'd have to ask for more soon). And typing on the network was definitely helping.
Almost as soon as he started to speak, she felt the hair on the back of her neck rise and she held Bozo a little tighter. Yes, something was off. Nill cranes her neck to look around them and then behind him, trying to see what (or who) it might be. She thought she saw a (familiar) glare, but couldn't be sure. She takes a step to the side, trying to see better.]