"Well, though - he's not supposed to chew on other people's things. Back home, we had the butchered bones to give them, but here - I'm afraid I haven't really found anything suitable. He's smart enough to reason - his mother could talk, apparently, although he cannot, so there isn't really any excuse for him destroying your shoe." She's frowning, but she looks over her shoulder, back towards the Wardrobe. "I can help you find another pair, of course-- I don't know if we can find these exact shoes, but something similar. He's usually in my rooms, or i'm with him, so this shouldn't happen again."
Back home, she'd likely (if things had not turned out the way they had) would have been married already, and possibly have a newborn of her own. It was odd, she did not understand how other cultures grew up so slowly, even though she'd seen it in books and in the few recorded plays that she'd managed to watch on her communicator.
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Date: 2012-12-01 02:41 am (UTC)From:Back home, she'd likely (if things had not turned out the way they had) would have been married already, and possibly have a newborn of her own. It was odd, she did not understand how other cultures grew up so slowly, even though she'd seen it in books and in the few recorded plays that she'd managed to watch on her communicator.