Of Crows and Songbirds (Part 2)

(TFW you don’t have to be to work until two hours after usual start time so you fall victim to the classic blunder “I’ll have time to pack lunch in the morning” instead of prepping it the night before and now you’re 8 minutes late… *prepares to be hazed*)

“Yes ma’am.” She smiled and dipped her head. If you were insane. No chance in hell she’d ever fall asleep out in the open like this. But perhaps if you weren’t accustomed to bad things happening to you when you slept… then maybe. “They’re quite comfy.” She hadn’t sat back down yet, though. She still wasn’t sure whether she was being joined or shooed away. She didn’t mine either way.

(Oh geez)

She studied Ky with a small frown. "No need to stand on my account, dear. Sit and join me!"

(Luckily my coworker was exactly the same amount of late so we walked in together and no one gave a fuck so crisis averted)

“Yes ma’am.” Ky dipped her head with a smile and sat down, grateful she was giving her some guidance. She held up the book, deciding to make conversation. “I looked up those flowers you mentioned last night. They’re really lovely!”

(Ah nice)

"Aren't they just?" She nodded in agreement. "I love flowers; there are so many varieties. Have you found any other good ones?"

(Bruh I’m getting interview offers out the wazoo which is super exciting but I’m getting so confused about what office is what haha)(this guy just emailed me and was like hey I am aware you said you were interested in X location, and I know you’re interviewing tomorrow for Y location, but there’s also these Z locations do you wanna be considered for those, too? I’m copying ALL the freaking hiring managers for like 5 different locations on this email reply all)

“There’s this one called a daffodil we had back home that I liked a lot when I was young. There is a nice—“ she started to flip open the book to find it, then realized she was probably being insufferable and rambling when Lady Barraster probably didn’t actually care. She stilled her hands. “Illustration of it.”

(Aw hell yes though you got big game in the job industry!)

"Can I see? I love daffodils; they won't grow in my garden but I've always wanted to have some."

(Ahhhh hopefully! It’d be nice to have a real job for once lol)

Ky smiled at the encouragement and quickly flipped through the book to get to the right page. “There’s a color illustration here, and then a more detailed diagram on this other page.” She held it out to her.

Constance studied the illustrations. "Gaius wasn't kidding; this is masterful artwork," she said. "Fantastic stuff! Look at the details on this petal!"

“It’s incredible!” Ky agreed with a grin. “They’re all that carefully drawn. Hundreds of them.”

"This fellow must have been a proper scholar of plant life, then." She flipped through a few more pages before handing it back. "It's an excellent book!"

“It really is,” Ky agreed, taking it back and folding it in her lap politely. “I’m enjoying looking through it quite a lot.”

"Books with pictures are so much more fun," she mused. "Are you a very visual person?"

“Mm… it helps me to have words,” Ky said thoughtfully. “My minds eye can recall letters better than drawings. But diagrams are always helpful as an additional aid, though. And often more interesting.”

"I fully agree." She nodded. "Maps are all very good as well, so long as they're drawn competently."

Ky nodded in agreement. “They’re so hard to memorize if they’re not to scale… doable. But. Harder.”