Sometimes, the absolutely only thing a person can do is to sew, quietly. This is particularly true if she would like to dance, or sing, or shine, and is unable.
"No, no, not at all. Merely trying to learn my way about." Clarion beams at her, a warm wry cheerful smile that says whatever you may have done, it can't be nearly as foolish as he is.
"Sometimes I am a little afraid that is the case." She sets aside her sewing. "I am quite sure I don't know the way outside or back to my room from here."
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