With a laugh at that curtsy, Julie reaches up and takes the moth kit from her shoulder, holds him to her chest and strokes his head. No, it's not the worst deal, all things considered. It's a better deal for some of them than for others, but isn't everything?
"Don't think of it as losin' your whole life. Think of it as... an opportunity to make your life what you want it to be." It's said with the kind of grim optimism that accompanies having done exactly that, twice now. "And hey, they picked you, right? You never know who else they'll pick from your world. Happens all the time here, swear. When I got here, there were three others from my world. Two of us are left now. And my man? His daughter's here, his best friend, plus at least two other people he knew from home. My friend Jesper's got both his best friends, one's only been here a few months. So don't let the people break your heart."
She knows that's the hardest part. Losing the people you love. She'd lost them all before she was ever brought here. The only way to get past it is to keep living.
Something in Julie's expression suggests she doesn't entirely buy routine discomfort as an excuse, but she lets it go. She can imagine a lot of reasons to not want people so close, very few of which she would actually want for Abby. Or anyone.
"I get it. Totally normal. Just remember, this is a job. It's like gynos and waxers. They've seen it all. It ain't personal." Rising, she holds out the hand that isn't clutching the rabbit. "Here. You can squeeze my hand, and she'll be done before you know it. Like a shot. Then I'll take you back to the inn, getcha set up."
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"Don't think of it as losin' your whole life. Think of it as... an opportunity to make your life what you want it to be." It's said with the kind of grim optimism that accompanies having done exactly that, twice now. "And hey, they picked you, right? You never know who else they'll pick from your world. Happens all the time here, swear. When I got here, there were three others from my world. Two of us are left now. And my man? His daughter's here, his best friend, plus at least two other people he knew from home. My friend Jesper's got both his best friends, one's only been here a few months. So don't let the people break your heart."
She knows that's the hardest part. Losing the people you love. She'd lost them all before she was ever brought here. The only way to get past it is to keep living.
Something in Julie's expression suggests she doesn't entirely buy routine discomfort as an excuse, but she lets it go. She can imagine a lot of reasons to not want people so close, very few of which she would actually want for Abby. Or anyone.
"I get it. Totally normal. Just remember, this is a job. It's like gynos and waxers. They've seen it all. It ain't personal." Rising, she holds out the hand that isn't clutching the rabbit. "Here. You can squeeze my hand, and she'll be done before you know it. Like a shot. Then I'll take you back to the inn, getcha set up."