Oh! [Overcome by the gesture, Lizzie takes the little bird in both hands, looking down at it like it's a treasure.] How lovely! What a nice— [And then she blushes, feeling like she's going about this all wrong. She'd wanted to help; she wants to help everyone she sees here, all the people brought by the fairies, because on her honor as a Middleford, it's her duty. But instead this man had cheered her up just like that, and she's not very good at cheering someone up when they turn the tables on her first.]
It's not you who's scared me, [she murmurs, looking down shyly.] It's this ghastly place. [And then she looks back up, to his face.] Are you scared too, sir?
so do you! seeing roy was such a pleasant surprise. i'm still reeling.
It's not you who's scared me, [she murmurs, looking down shyly.] It's this ghastly place. [And then she looks back up, to his face.] Are you scared too, sir?