When he smiled at her, she couldn't help but smile right back. Her hazel eyes had softened some, no longer dark in their fear, as she found that she enjoyed talking to Scarecrow. But his words took away the smile and she frowned as she wondered what could anger him so much, and being the curious child as always she had to ask. "May I ask what it is that makes you angry?", she asked in a soft voice. She leaned forward some with her cane against her legs.
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Date: 2015-04-14 11:47 pm (UTC)When he smiled at her, she couldn't help but smile right back. Her hazel eyes had softened some, no longer dark in their fear, as she found that she enjoyed talking to Scarecrow. But his words took away the smile and she frowned as she wondered what could anger him so much, and being the curious child as always she had to ask. "May I ask what it is that makes you angry?", she asked in a soft voice. She leaned forward some with her cane against her legs.