[i] – Mercy – [/i]

Mercy took the optimistic view on Chris’s answer; though she wasn’t entirely convinced she’d made a good impression on the other woman. She didn’t detect the lie at all, Chris had either delivered it flawlessly or Mercy had chosen simply to ignore it. She rested her hand back on the basket as the dark haired woman broke away from her and picked up her pace, pulling the front door open for her. She gave an appreciative nod at Chris for the chivalrous gesture feeling the color in her cheeks darken at the words that reached her ears, she hesitated in the open doorway to answer Chris’s question. [i]Tamashii will want to run...[/i] “I can see myself staying for a while” She murmured with a small shrug and a characteristic smile “To be honest I’m tired of the constant running...I mean as long as we’re careful this place could last for a little while at least don’t you think?” She asked, biting her lower lip lightly as she focused her eyes on the eggs nestled in the basket she held in her hands, she waited a few moments before she allowed her warm smile to return. 

“Thanks for yet another vote of confidence by the way” She murmured, although the idea of being sought after was an uncomfortable one in this new world lifting her left hand to her head she bashfully tucked a strand of hair behind her ear flashing her inked wrist as she did. “I wasn't very far through the course to be fair” She admitted with an apologetic shrug before disappearing into the farm house. What she failed to mention was she had been studying medical practice from a young age; she wasn’t purposefully withholding the information she just didn’t want to steer the conversation too far into the past. Upon entering the farmhouse her attention was drawn towards the sounds of multiple voices within the kitchen. “Sounds like everyone is awake...” Mercy observed with an amused tone to her voice, realizing Chris would probably want to retreat from her to find Tony she quickly turned back to her, a bright smile still dominating her soft features. 

“Thanks for helping me out with...this” She dropped her eyes to the basket as if for indication. “I should probably go and check up on Ash” She was really hoping her companion was behaving “Say Christina? I don’t want to overstep the mark but your partner; I still haven’t thanked him for getting my arrows back the other day. Would you be able to pass on my apologies for that? I didn’t mean to appear rude...I just haven’t really had a chance to talk to him” She reached for her necklace again unable to comfortably initiate her usual nervous gesture; she was planning on waiting for Chris’s response before moving anywhere after failing to ask what she had wanted to.