#//savannah gets first prize for making rangi smile even just a little

[faerietothe-otherside]

Rangi's eyes widened a little bit. "Oh, no, no, I-- I wasn't-- I swear-- I didn't mean to sound rude. If I wanted you to go away, I promise I'd just tell you." The people pleaser in her was a deep seated part of her that she'd never quite been able to get rid of. And it was oddly comforting to know that she still had some part of herself, after everything else had been stripped from her. Rangi felt her chest shudder a little as she looked up at the other woman, at her smile, at her soft demeanor, at her genuine kindness. How could she not smile, just a little, even despite everything else?

"I--" she shook her head, let out a small breath, "I can't say no to that." This time, she took the offered hand and stood, brushing her hands along her pants to pat away stray pieces of hay. "Isn't it usually cherry pie on top?" she asked, tilting her head. "Not that I'm complaining."

"I mean, we’re sittin’ here talkin', and you don’t seem like bad company to me," Sav reasoned. Her shoulders lifting and falling into an eased shrug as leaned back against the heels of her boots. "And anyhow, what kinda mood do you really gotta be in to go lay in a pit of corn, right?"

"Listen, if you were just throwin’ out the cornpit idea to get me to leave you be, I get it. We all need some time to ourselves now and then. Just say the word and I’m gone. But if even the smallest part of you’s thinkin, ‘hey, layin’ in a ballpit full of corn with this cute blonde could be fun,’ then," A playful smile danced at the corners of her mouth as her shoulders slumped once more. "Well, I did say I would, now didn't I, so," The siren fluttering her lashes over at the other tempting. "Wanna check out this here cornpit with me? Pretty please with some sweet tea and a slice of peach pie on top?"