"I," she hesitated until she sauntered over him, helping him up back on his feet, placing the sword into the right grip of his hand. "I thought you were talking about me... I mean, it sounded a lot like me because yeah, I do have a knack for people and those things come after me but I still have hope," she frowned until she sighed, her face returning to normal but clearly exhausted.
"I'm Alice," she weakly beamed and with embarrassment in her smile, finding the meeting to be sort of awkward, reaching down to pick up her butter knife, toying around with it. "I... I have a thing for knives. I just think they finish things more quickly. I don't trust myself with a gun either, I mean, I know how to shoot one but the recoil then hurts like hell. It's not fun at all," she babbled, swaying side to side, her eyes flickering away from his suspicious gaze at times.
"Uhm, was this your house?" she forcibly asked, attempting to change the subject somehow.
"I'm Alice," she weakly beamed and with embarrassment in her smile, finding the meeting to be sort of awkward, reaching down to pick up her butter knife, toying around with it. "I... I have a thing for knives. I just think they finish things more quickly. I don't trust myself with a gun either, I mean, I know how to shoot one but the recoil then hurts like hell. It's not fun at all," she babbled, swaying side to side, her eyes flickering away from his suspicious gaze at times.
"Uhm, was this your house?" she forcibly asked, attempting to change the subject somehow.