OOC-Sorry it took so long, but I had trouble writing a reply and it still isn't that great.
Dhiate nodded and bit his lip. He tried to sympathize with her words, to feel pity, but he couldn't. He didn't know how she felt so he was unsure how she wanted him to react. It was rather awkward. With a sigh. He smiled at Isa's current condition before he returned to stand beside Amy. Beside his mistress.
A smile broke out on his lips and he almost smiled at her words. Doesn't 'swing that way'. A snort came out of his mouth and his lips twisted wryly. So it seemed they had even more in common than they previously thought. How interesting. Dhiate leaned up against the wagon.
Tuning out their discussions of trade, he picked up his bracelet. So far, the light blue gems and leather had worked themselves into a few knots that vaguely resembled the patterns he'd been shown. With a sigh, he undid his previous work and did it all over again. Over and over again he redid his work until it showed a great difference, but even then he wasn't satisfied. Not until it was perfect for his mistress. Dhiate's blue gray eyes didn't even look up at the mention of a snow leopard. Not that he even knew what one was.
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