"Only when I'm in a lot of trouble." And even then, it's easier just to yell BETH! under those circumstances: fewer syllables to bite out before the walkers come. She smiles. "Your name's pretty, Lakshmibai."
She says the syllables a little on the slow side, determined to get them out in the right order and something like the right pronunciation. It's Americanized, a little Southernized, but the effort is there. It's only going to get easier from here, if you keep saying it.
"What kinds of stories do you tell?" Ghost stories might not be ideal as long as the wind howls through the fir trees--she's right about that much. But other stories would be fine with her.
no im thinking about the dark elevator shaft that is mortality
She says the syllables a little on the slow side, determined to get them out in the right order and something like the right pronunciation. It's Americanized, a little Southernized, but the effort is there. It's only going to get easier from here, if you keep saying it.
"What kinds of stories do you tell?" Ghost stories might not be ideal as long as the wind howls through the fir trees--she's right about that much. But other stories would be fine with her.