Aya takes in this assertion. If she were a duke's child trying to get a new slave to trust her, that would probably be a go-to statement true or not, but that doesn't make it false, necessarily. Certainly she takes the warning about the treatment of servants seriously. And Hal hasn't done anything to scare her yet, but she's reluctant to put much weight on the conclusions of five minutes' acquaintance where all she's said amounts to repetitions of:
"Yes, my lord."
She looks through the things. She doesn't touch any of it yet. She can't get attached to material possessions. Even the drawings, even when the old lady kept them and tacked them to the walls, were not suited for diarying because they weren't hers, nothing is hers. But there might be something she could get value out of borrowing for an unpredictable amount of time. She could probably add a lot to the information density of a doodle with ink color; maybe there are books, hiding somewhere, for her to read.
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Date: 2014-02-22 11:37 pm (UTC)"Yes, my lord."
She looks through the things. She doesn't touch any of it yet. She can't get attached to material possessions. Even the drawings, even when the old lady kept them and tacked them to the walls, were not suited for diarying because they weren't hers, nothing is hers. But there might be something she could get value out of borrowing for an unpredictable amount of time. She could probably add a lot to the information density of a doodle with ink color; maybe there are books, hiding somewhere, for her to read.