all open, I think

[drinkwithfwee]

Poking around in places he'd probably not venture into had he actually seen anybody about as of yet, Feuilly has come across something which causes him to laugh aloud

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[theveryfinest]

Blanche gives him an amused smile as she passes by. "Knitting, darling?"

[drinkwithfwee]

*laughs a bit and looks up at her* I'm not sure it can quite be called that yet, mlle.

[theveryfinest]

She gracefully takes a seat next to him and says with a light giggle, "Well, you're doing it all wrong. Obviously."

[drinkwithfwee]

*sheepish look* Obviously, mlle. Do you know how?

[theveryfinest]

She nods. "Of course! May I?"

[drinkwithfwee]

*offers up needles with a little clumsy stitching and mostly tangle on them* I'm a beginner *smile*. My name is Yves Feuilly, mlle.

[theveryfinest]

"Blanche Ingram." She offers him a brilliant smile before taking the needles and the wool, untangling them in a matter of minutes.

"Voila!" she says proudly, holding it out to him. "I've been knitting since I was very little."

[drinkwithfwee]

*takes, inspects and grins* Merci! I'm not sure this wool likes me, you know. Doesn't seem to do anything like this book said it should. I'm trying to teach myself - is it very difficult to pick up?

[theveryfinest]

"Not at all, darling, especially when you have a wonderful tutor." She is, of course, referring to herself.

[drinkwithfwee]

*laughs* All right, Mlle Ingram. Would you be so kind as to help? Where do I start?

[theveryfinest]

"Certainly, Mr. Feuilly!" She takes the knitting from him again and perfectly forms three rows. "Like that, you see?"

[drinkwithfwee]

*stares a bit* I think... *much slower than she did it, biting his lip with concentration, he completes half a row and shows her. It's not stellar, there are a few holes hither and yon, but it's more or less hanging together* Like so?

[theveryfinest]

"Erm, yes, quite so. Something like that," Blanche says with another smile. "If you don't mind me saying, I have never seen a man attempt knitting, Mr. Feuilly!"

[drinkwithfwee]

*small shrug and a smile* I was looking for something to do, and a friend was talking about his aunt who knitted. I wouldn't want to waste the day.

[theveryfinest]

She beams, surprised. "I think it's wonderful!"

[drinkwithfwee]

Is that so? My attempts are not yet wonderful, but with your expert guidance, mlle, they improve. *taps book* It's always better to learn by being shown.