Mati was always more likely to trust another female then she ever would a male. The father figures she had in her life were sweet, and yet not as active and present as she would hope. She found the females she spent her days with to be figures of authority, strong and always kind. If Rikka had been a male seek refuge from the wind and winter chill, Mati would have excused herself quickly. But Mati could smile at the woman’s kind words, agree that the world was missing it natural heater and that winter was always too harsh on the Earth’s creatures. “Snow isn’t far away.” Mati added, a small smile on her lips. They would soon be seeking fire and blankets, not just a roof over head and a way to get out of the wind.
Rikka spoke, unrestrained and causally. It was a subtle and yet nice change, rather then the formal introductions that might be seen as polite. Sitting beside her in the restaurant’s booth Mati watched as she searched her bad for what ever she needed for them to smoke. The Dreamer was new to all of this, only understanding what drugs could do to you and never understanding what you actually did to get that way. Drinking was so much easier, though she had only drank a few times and never much. When the golden hued canine handed over the match and white papered roll Mati only looked at her with large eyes. “No, you go ahead” her voice tried to hide the unknowing as well as the curiosity that surrounded the cigarette looking thing. She needed to see how it all happened, before trying it herself. But with the new experience she no longer felt the startle Rikka had first instilled in her. Only curiosity filled her violet eyes.
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