sanguinescry: (вυт тнey ѕтιll cαɴ’т drowɴ тнe ѕoυɴd)
Lydia Martin ([personal profile] sanguinescry) wrote in [community profile] alphalogs 2016-11-27 03:40 pm (UTC)

Lydia gives Matt a fond look that's slightly tinted with disapproval. She appreciates what he's offering, but she's hoping that it doesn't come to that. She's the one that took the two of them on; it doesn't really seem fair to ask Matt for money to pay them, after all. If things go really poorly, then she'll have to let one of them go back to Troubleshooting Duty until things pick up, but Lydia's hoping that the way things went today will boost sales moving forward. Not to mention that she's offered products to go into a raffle basket and she's put a makeover in the silent auction. Lydia even put herself on auction in the interest of getting her name and product out there. "I'm going to be fine, baby," she promises. "I'll figure it out. I'm okay. But I appreciate it." It isn't a yes, and that's intentional. Lydia isn't going to ask anyone for help, if she can avoid it. She started this business by herself and she intends to see it through on her own. It's the right thing to do.

A shy, but amused smile slides over Lydia's lips. She's glad that at least she's been showing him how she feels, even if she hadn't been able to come out and say so until just now. And yes, she had the feeling that Matt's feelings were the same, but feeling something and making it official by saying it out loud, well. Those are two very different things, aren't they?

"I did," she agrees with a little nod, nuzzling her nose affectionately against his. "I just didn't want to scare you away, that's all. You're stuck with me, now. I hope you know that."

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