It seemed to anyone passing by, that the two of them were simply engrossed in a serious conversation. Perhaps one based around what he did for a living, instead of the tales they were spinning for the other. Or, at least the tales the taller male before her was spinning. Dyann, as best she knew how, stood there in complete awe as she latched to every word he said. Goblins. They were things she'd never really head of. At least not at this length. She'd known them to be mean, and troublesome; but to have an explanation like this? It made her feel as if she were a young girl once again, nose all but pressed to a book filled with pictures as she practically drank the knowledge that was presented to her. "They sound absolutely fascinating...."
she uttered in a soft whisper as large blue eyes blinked slowly.
As he mentioned asking them for the missing thought, a smile grew on her face as her hands clasped before her, a nod slowly starting as she lifted herself to her tiptoes. "You can do that? Oh that's simply wonderful! I would very much like that. I mean, if it isn't too much trouble, of course. If not I can surely understand. For it must either be too boring of a thought to have kept it, or too good of a thought to want to be given up. They seem like they would much rather have the very best of thoughts. Something they could sink their teeth into I suppose." A finger pressed to her lips as she pondered about the thought of what a goblin would find enjoyable, only nodding at his statement on apologies.
Perhaps he was right. Words could mean a lot to others. "I will take that to heart then.," she added with a curt nod.
Sadness filled her stomach as she explained, in as little detail as possible, what her situation was, though it seemed he caught on far too well. He himself only supplied her with a single sentence, which led her to wonder if she told too much. No one really cared as to how someone got here, unless they weren't from here. So perhaps he was simply letting her talk for the sake of having something to distract him with. Perhaps she should learn to better control her tongue when she was out in public.
His grin caused a blush to sprout her cheeks, making her hide the lower half of her face behind her hands. She really needed to adjust to addressing herself. Even if she found it hard with the man before her. He made her feel so.... Alice. Much like Hollis did when they were together. Perhaps it was just a curse for her, unable to to keep herself hidden as she attempted to blend into a world so bleak and sane.
Pulling her hands from her lips slowly, she offered a smile to him as he offered his name, only for her hands to pause by her neck at his last little comment reached her ears. "... young refugee." Her vision blurred as her lashes blinked rapidly, causing his actions to look like she was viewing him through an old movie projector. A quiet squeak, much like a mouse, escaped her lips as her hands come to cover them once again. Oh no! She had said too much! But, that that meant... "Then you know as well....." Her voice was a hushed whisper as a finger was pointed in his direction.
It seemed to finally click to the blonde, gears falling into place and starting to churn about, as the information he spoke of seemed to make sense finally. He was a refugee, as he so kindly put it, as well. It was why he knew so much about goblins. How he was able to pull her innerAlice out without even trying. Looking about quickly, checking the surroundings around her, she took a small step forward, closer to his box as she beckoned with a finger for him to lean closer as she lifted herself to her toes once again. "Do you..." She hesitated, wondering if she were doing the right thing. Perhaps she shouldn't, but... she simply needed to know! "Do you, by chance, happen to know of 'Wonderland'?" Quickly she bit her lip as she pulled away, hands reaching down to play with the hem of her skirt once again. Oh please don't be in association with the Queen if you do.
Please don't be upset with me Hollis Darling.