[ Grell is uncertain of what to do as this unfolds, a bit too tense, but enthralled by the warmth of a mother's affections. It's something she's missed for the past twenty-something years.
Ah, but that statement is a loaded one. A twinge of a smile crosses her face at the frankly natural descriptor of William-- but that quickly falls. She must force the smile to return. ]
Thank you for that.
[ Perhaps it isn't her fault; they've all been raised in a society to abhor deviants like Grell. Acceptance is a basic human right, but she is something else entirely.
Looking down, she will almost fearfully pull away from that touch, but not without bowing her head in another nod of thanks. ]
no subject
Ah, but that statement is a loaded one. A twinge of a smile crosses her face at the frankly natural descriptor of William-- but that quickly falls. She must force the smile to return. ]
Thank you for that.
[ Perhaps it isn't her fault; they've all been raised in a society to abhor deviants like Grell. Acceptance is a basic human right, but she is something else entirely.
Looking down, she will almost fearfully pull away from that touch, but not without bowing her head in another nod of thanks. ]