Let go. Don't let go. Your hands are soft compared to mine. Jesus, let go!
"I used to use lotion on my hands to try and get rid of the calluses," Echo said with a shy smile. "But Papa said it's a badge of honor, something to prove you created something that will last. I finally started to listen to him, I guess."
Common sense said that she should leave Emmeline be at this point, that the other woman probably had things to take care of, but it seemed like it would be worse to cut the conversation short. Bad manners or something. So instead she said, "I've done some work with wire, but it's easier for me to mold clay. My hands are probably too beat up to work with something so small anymore, anyway." She held out her palms as if for inspection, halfway wishing Emmeline would touch her again. That was all she was likely to get because of her damned shyness. Where was the Wolf's confidence when she needed it?
"I can at least pay for this," the hybrid said, holding the small wire angel the older woman had pressed into her hand aloft. "It's not fair that I come in and cadge things for free. How much for the angel?"
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"I used to use lotion on my hands to try and get rid of the calluses," Echo said with a shy smile. "But Papa said it's a badge of honor, something to prove you created something that will last. I finally started to listen to him, I guess."
Common sense said that she should leave Emmeline be at this point, that the other woman probably had things to take care of, but it seemed like it would be worse to cut the conversation short. Bad manners or something. So instead she said, "I've done some work with wire, but it's easier for me to mold clay. My hands are probably too beat up to work with something so small anymore, anyway." She held out her palms as if for inspection, halfway wishing Emmeline would touch her again. That was all she was likely to get because of her damned shyness. Where was the Wolf's confidence when she needed it?
"I can at least pay for this," the hybrid said, holding the small wire angel the older woman had pressed into her hand aloft. "It's not fair that I come in and cadge things for free. How much for the angel?"