Oddly enough, what should have been a remarkably simple question from the curious Kuja archer turned out to be a really confusing one for the odd young girl. Her quizzical, pondering expression was already obvious enough but then Linnea noticed her ears twitched slighly when she was connfused, which she found incredibly cute, as much as her happily swaying tails: Linnea looked confused by her answer, but the girl quickly explained:
"I'm sorry to hear...", spoke a sad, empathetic Linnea, wondering if she might be able to help her, "What do you know of that Island? I read a lot about different places in the library... Maybe I'll even visit it someday."
Her dream was to be a great explorer, to whom no plot of land would ever be barred or unavaliable. She wanted to see everything this world had to offer, to sate her endless curiosity. But now, she was face to face with a girl who she felt could become her only real friend. She couldn't help gawking at her twitchy fluffy ears every now and then and eventually words left her lips before she could stop them:
"Your ears look really cute...", Linnea spoke a rather bashful compliment, it was hard for her to speak her feelings out like this but feeling that the kit looking girl was like her far more than their bodies would imply made her feel closer to her. Most other Kuja girls made her life miserable for being weak. Even if some of them stopped somewhat after Linnea pinned one of them to a wall with an arrow; the older, stronger ones weren't afraid of her newfound talent. To them, she was still weak. But Concetta was obviously not a Kuja; would she look at her and see more than a weak girl? Instead of fading, her blush grew redder as she cocked her head down and looked at the kit girl, "Would you be my friend?"
Of course, this whole thing was a lot more straightforward for a young child than it would be in many years to adult Lin: Though she grew less shy than she was at this time, she lost the childish ability to make these kind of leaps of faith.
"I'm sorry to hear...", spoke a sad, empathetic Linnea, wondering if she might be able to help her, "What do you know of that Island? I read a lot about different places in the library... Maybe I'll even visit it someday."
Her dream was to be a great explorer, to whom no plot of land would ever be barred or unavaliable. She wanted to see everything this world had to offer, to sate her endless curiosity. But now, she was face to face with a girl who she felt could become her only real friend. She couldn't help gawking at her twitchy fluffy ears every now and then and eventually words left her lips before she could stop them:
"Your ears look really cute...", Linnea spoke a rather bashful compliment, it was hard for her to speak her feelings out like this but feeling that the kit looking girl was like her far more than their bodies would imply made her feel closer to her. Most other Kuja girls made her life miserable for being weak. Even if some of them stopped somewhat after Linnea pinned one of them to a wall with an arrow; the older, stronger ones weren't afraid of her newfound talent. To them, she was still weak. But Concetta was obviously not a Kuja; would she look at her and see more than a weak girl? Instead of fading, her blush grew redder as she cocked her head down and looked at the kit girl, "Would you be my friend?"
Of course, this whole thing was a lot more straightforward for a young child than it would be in many years to adult Lin: Though she grew less shy than she was at this time, she lost the childish ability to make these kind of leaps of faith.