ʙᴀʙs (dominoed) wrote in timerift_log, |
Hey, she was talking to her - and while Babs could tell that the person in front of her right now was off kilter and a little ..not put off, not scared so much but just that maybe, just off - not unlike herself, she was going to take it as a win that she was talking to her at all. The question caught her - obviously that meant she knew somebody from California, too. "His name was Erik," she paused for a moment to watch if that name meant anything to this person - she hoped it did? It wasn't ever anything most people hoped for, being in totally new spaces and terrain all by themselves. Honestly, she sort of wished she were Jason at that moment, because even if he worked better with everyone else, he put up the face that he was okay being alone. Barbara could be alone, she just didn't like to be.
"Right - rude of me, sorry, I'm Babs," nodding a little, "and I'm from New York and I'm a librarian," she laughed a little, "I don't know if that'll ease the tension or not, when I was your age I don't think I liked our librarian very much so," she shrugged, "but yeah, I'm like.. today fresh."