If I poke her, will she squeak again? Her fingers flexed at her side. She wanted popcorn. Popcorn and the ability to seal off this area--nobody else interfering and no way this one could run away. How many strings could she pull before another tenant passed by? Mm...
Brow furrowed in thought, she laid one arm around the girl's shoulders almost absent-mindedly. The human body was not capable of coiling, exactly, but she would make do. Her weight shifted onto the hip closest to her newly found entertainment and her fingers drummed a steady beat on her shoulder.
"'Especially these days'?" Aurelia's free hand lazily conveyed her vague confusion. She could never recall ever having to say 'excuse me' for any reason other than being polite, and she was generally only polite when it suited her. Right now, she was sulking over the weather and hardly inclined whatsoever to conduct a nice conversation. Regardless, she stared right at that pretty little face, content to cause mild discomfort for now. She had to suppress the urge to pinch her cheeks. "What makes 'these days' any different than those that came before?"