When the Handmaid ends the call and leaves the bedroom, a troll is sitting in the living room, watching while a few grubs play on the carpet. They are rolling and chasing each other, and shrieking and laughing excitedly.
The aforementioned female troll slowly slides her gaze from the wigglers to her, and her jade iris eyes hold a peaceful and soothing look for a moment, as they watch hers. Then she start smiling , in hat strange way that somehow manages to make the Handmaid feel so warm every damn time...
"Aradia Seems To+ Be Much Better", she begins; careful, as if she has calculated every word. "I'm Glad So+. Yo+u Also+ Seem Mo+re Relaxed, Dear."
The rust-blood troll almost shudders. She always forgets that she can do tha- she can know her so well.
"yeah... i think so", she answers, perhaps tense, but for once not worried about her vocabulary nor her way of speaking. Just another benefit of talking with the Dolorosa. "the others are doing well, too" she calmly tells to the troll rainbow drinker.
The old troll nods and directs a watchful look at the grubs, who still rolling on the old wooden floor; some playing with the carpet, and others happily squeaking each other.
"They've Been Like This Fo+r A While", she comments softly, and a small maternal smile sets in her face just as one of the jade-blood grubs (the older of the two) crawls with her little insect legs onto the part of the carpet near her, and she picks her up, gently placing her on her lap. "It's Been A While Since We Go+t A Visito+r...".
Her murmurs are as soft as her speech.
One of the Handmaid's eyebrows rise. "so?" she asks.
It does not take long for the other female to answer, still staring at the little female grub on her legs, whose hair she is gently combing with her delicate gray hands. "Yo+u Talked A Lo+t To+ The Summo+ner Yesterday When He Came..." the Dolorosa whispers, her voice strangely relaxing even with her current slight worried tone. "It's Strange Fo+r Yo+u To+ Talk So+ Much."
The lowblood troll keeps a neutral face and looks away "it was nothing" she affirms, gathering most of her human vocabulary. She bends down to pick up her own two grubs from the ground, without looking at the female. "you don't have to worry".
The jade-blood would probably be glad for her obvious improvement in the human language, if it weren't for her current concern.
The Dolorosa feels quite tempted to raise an eyebrow, but (luckily) she doesn't. She just looks at the female troll in the old green dress for a few seconds and sighs, giving up. She quickly glances at the rest of the grubs that are still playing on the carpet and continues. "If Yo+u Say So+..."
The Handmaid caresses the two grubs in her arms without paying much attention.
"Are Yo+u Sure Yo+u're O+kay?", the rainbow drinker finally asks, after a few seconds of silence.
"why you say that?" The other troll questions. Her left hand unconsciously picks up one of her two grubs, who seems to keep trying to move out of her lap for some reason...
"Because Yo+u Just Picked Meulin And Nepeta Up", the rainbow drinker female answers. "And Yo+u Were So+ Fo+cused O+n No+t Lo+o+king At Me That Yo+u Didn't Even No+tice".