Lys: Another Pair Of Hands

Out of the corner of her eye she could see Master Lucius disapproved. She had thought he would, but what was she to do? So she continued with her work, helping him secure the myriad panniers.

A shout rang out across the lawn, and Aithne laughed. I may be there with you, Guttersnipe. Something in the girl's tone of voice began to ease the tension that had sprung up between them. She held hope that it would mend, though the sight and the tale were not easily forgotten.

She held the stirrup for Master Lucius, helping him with practiced ease. Once he was settled, she handed him the reins and stepped back with a bow. As he moved towards where the Guttersnipe and Wulf were working, she fetched Concordia and led her to the group. She had almost set to mount when she thought she should see if her hands were needed in the packing. She gave the reins to Cu- a trick he'd mastered and Concordia didn't mind, though the Guttersnipe had yet to weigh in on it- and came near. "Need another pair of hands?"
That brought a short, momentary chuckle. Another pair of hands. That was exactly what she was and had been since the start.