susan bones will try to fix you. (susy_b) wrote in wished,
"Of course," Wiping her hands off one more time on the rag, she plucked up one of the quills from a log book and held it out for him to take. "You can keep it, if you need to. I have tons of quills floating around here." She added quietly, as he all ready seemed distracted. Head tilted slightly, as she made sure to avert her gaze away from his journal to give him some privacy.
Moving towards a sink, she turned it on to give her hands a good scrubbing. Glancing warily at Marcus, something about him showing up randomly left her mind swirling with excuses as to why he came. Maybe he actually took her advice and decided to get glasses? Did he want her to look at his eyes and try to come up with some sort of potion or solution to fix his sight? Or did he show up because he needed a quill and couldn't find one anywhere else?
"Is... is everything okay?" Typically, Susan wasn't the type to pry, but he seemed exceptionally anxious and annoyed. Turning off the water, she moved to another drawer behind the counter and pulled out a clean rag. Her hands weren't pristine, but after working hours in the greenhouse, it was going to take hours to clean off her hands properly. At least now, if she went to rub her face, she wasn't going to leave smudges across her cheeks.