she looks puzzled at the sudden grasp, then registers that she has the knife in that hand and jumps a little, putting the knife and hand firmly on the counter.
WHEW.]
... Um, well... I suppose... not. I have been used to fending for myself for awhile, so... it is hard to adjust.
Oh... yes, of course. I... I would not consider myself shy either, so to speak, but it can be a little difficult to ask for help in particular, don't you think?
Perhaps... since we both often feel the same... we can help each other? Since, um... I know you would understand. And...! You can trust me to understand too.
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Oh no, don't think too far into it. I was merely teasing.
[as she speaks, she corrects Ange's grip on the knife]
The most important thing for you to do to become an acceptable young woman is for you to be true to yourself.
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[... Ange carefully adjusts the grip on her knife according to Sharon's direction.]
What if you are a terribly dull person?
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[guiding her hand towards the vegetables]
Place a little pressure here. Go slowly at first, and do keep your fingers out of the line of danger.
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I... would truly like it if that were true, Miss Sharon. I really would.
[Either way...!! She focuses on the knife chopping for now. With Sharon's guidance, her strawberries are looking a fair bit less ragged.]
... Oh, this is going much more smoothly now.
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So it is! See? It isn't that difficult at all.
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[There is indeed a small bandaged cut on her hand.]
I wanted to practice, and try to avoid doing so again.
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[while Ange practices her chopping, Sharon is going to bustle about the kitchen and get some more breakfast supplies]
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[She moves to rub the back of her head sheepishly.
With the hand with the knife in it.
OH GOD ANGE STOP.]
I, um, I need to get used to that--
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Hm? Are you not used to asking for help back home?
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she looks puzzled at the sudden grasp, then registers that she has the knife in that hand and jumps a little, putting the knife and hand firmly on the counter.
WHEW.]
... Um, well... I suppose... not. I have been used to fending for myself for awhile, so... it is hard to adjust.
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[releases Ange's arm and goes back to breakfast prep]
Independence is an admirable trait, but I don't think anyone can conquer the world by themselves.
["conquer the world" Is not literal]
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... How does one improve at asking for help, Miss Sharon? It does not seem as simple as practicing cutting fruit.
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I suppose that begins with gathering the courage to speak to others. You don't seem shy, but--
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I do not want to put anyone to any trouble.
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I suppose, then, it's a matter of no longer being afraid to potentially inconvenience someone.
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[A beat, and then--]
Perhaps... since we both often feel the same... we can help each other? Since, um... I know you would understand. And...! You can trust me to understand too.
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Very well, then. Should I need assistance with any matter, I'll be certain to seek you out. And you can feel comfortable doing the same.
[a slight pause]
This does include assistance with matters of the heart, I hope you realize. ♥
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[A beat.
She tilts her head innocently, blinking.]
Matters of the heart...? How do you mean?
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You'll know what I mean when it happens to you, Miss Ange.
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Has it happened to you, Miss Sharon?
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Who can say?
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You are so mysterious.
[JUST SAYING.]
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Do you feel more confident with the knife now?
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[For now, she carefully sets it aside, inspecting her chopped up strawberry.
DECENT??]
Thank you again for your help.
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[strawberries make for good partners for a good breakfast, but she can't just be having strawberries, right?]
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