Jack's statement was accurate enough, the gown was heavy. But it was a full, reassuring weight that Reinette quite openly enjoyed holding in her arms. It occurred to her that she had not worn her own clothing since she ordered the dress that she wore to get Jack from the Bastille burned. The faint scent of lavender, kept in the trunks were in dresses were stored, wafted upwards.
Reinette smiled.
"I should just put it on, Jack. You suppose? Do you truly think it is so simple or are you waiting for me to ask?"
Privately Reinette suspected either was possible. Jack could be quite dimple and direct at times, in a most appealing well. But there was, of course, the old game between them as well.
In either case she began sorting things so that she might be dressed properly.
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Date: 2010-07-12 11:24 pm (UTC)Reinette smiled.
"I should just put it on, Jack. You suppose? Do you truly think it is so simple or are you waiting for me to ask?"
Privately Reinette suspected either was possible. Jack could be quite dimple and direct at times, in a most appealing well. But there was, of course, the old game between them as well.
In either case she began sorting things so that she might be dressed properly.