Sansa Vc: All I Have Are My Good Manners :/ - Blog Posts

she    quiets    for    a    moment,     contemplation    writ    between    her    brows    before    she    sighs,     soft          –          sweet    and    airy.          “    aloneness    does    not    always    beget    a    lack    of    formality,         i          –         would    you    prefer    i    call    you    something    else?    ” 

hand raises, palm poised flat as if urging silence - it's far from the case, however, which becomes quite apparent with the idle soften of features. " there is no need for such formality. we are alone, after all. "