Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20181211225019/@comment-25808351-20181218164209

(Jester) Roda’s ear flicks with Prad’s final sentence. She shifts her gaze to him, a surprised look upon her face, which soon translates into a smile. She says nothing as she doesn’t want to make Prad uncomfortable or further push the compliment. Instead she turns to the cabinets well stocked with medical supplies.

“I, um. I’ll get to work on those salves. You can leave if you have anything you wanted to do today, I can drop the salves off by your room later with a fresh roll of bandages.” Roda doesn’t look at Prad, instead she keeps her attention to her work, a humbled little smile on her face.