Riyeko Lionward; The reserved and nervous inventor (thebesttoys) wrote in emillion,
It took her a moment to comprehend what he had said, not because it was slurred speech or a foreign tongue, but simply because it seemed unusual for someone to approach her in such a.... formal manner. It had been some time since her family had attend anything that required proper bowing or curtseys and with her perpetual state of illness as a child, there had been few functions she ever had really been able to attend.
Her brain caught up with all the odd little details it was taking in and she gasped slightly, a bit of an awkward curtsey back given. "Riyeko Lionward, nice to meet you! You're..." Oh dear, this felt so awkward. "too kind." A slightly forced smile emerged. Really, he was. The offer of the paper caused her brows to knit together and she paused, reaching out and hesitantly grasping the paper, gently before pulling it back and reading over the information provided to her. The question caused a rush of confusion and wondering if perhaps she'd done something wrong. She didn't need patronage to compete in the competitions, had she? She didn't recall reading anything in the paperwork about that! Could it have been something she missed? But she had read through everything three times!
"P-patronage?" Her smile became a bit nervous. "No, I'm afraid I hadn't." Should she have? But creating things was so... Personal. Then admittedly, there were some things she'd never want to have someone else paying for because they were her personal projects and meant more to her than money could ever buy.