[ marta smiles politely in return, not nearly as big or as easy as the other's, but sincere all the same. she makes her way over, walking carefully through the taller grass in the field. ]
I am, yes.
[ marta tries to place the other woman's accent; can only surmise that if she were from earth — that line of thinking is definitely going to take some getting used to — she'd probably be from great britain or something. australia? her ears never were able to make out the nuanced difference. ]
Marta, [ she adds as a hasty afterthought. not nearly as reflexive as the apology that follows: ] Sorry, I forgot to say.
no subject
I am, yes.
[ marta tries to place the other woman's accent; can only surmise that if she were from earth — that line of thinking is definitely going to take some getting used to — she'd probably be from great britain or something. australia? her ears never were able to make out the nuanced difference. ]
Marta, [ she adds as a hasty afterthought. not nearly as reflexive as the apology that follows: ] Sorry, I forgot to say.