[ It's a quiet, bitter mutter, given before she blinks at the lack of respect and swallows instead. There are so many things to ask, so much; enough that she nearly has no questions at all. She thinks to thank the woman instead, for her kindness first. Valya is used to--is comfortable with--being ignored. Having a woman like this speak to her is new. ]
...Thank you. Honestly. For speaking with me. And for being concerned about the chicks.
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It's like we're slaves.
[ It's a quiet, bitter mutter, given before she blinks at the lack of respect and swallows instead. There are so many things to ask, so much; enough that she nearly has no questions at all. She thinks to thank the woman instead, for her kindness first. Valya is used to--is comfortable with--being ignored. Having a woman like this speak to her is new. ]
...Thank you. Honestly. For speaking with me. And for being concerned about the chicks.