Saffron
Deceased
[member="Jared Ovmar"]
Saffron would smile warmly as she strode along Lord Ovmar's side. Her arm was hooked along his arm, her expression cordial and welcoming. At his commentary, the blonde's smile would broaden, and her fingers gave an encouraging squeeze along his forearm.
"There is always something wonderful about weddings," she'd say in turn, her voice a gentle murmur by the former Lord of the Fringe's ear.
"Such joyful notes from everyone," as an empath via the Force, the young woman was able to read and pick up tidbits of emotive information. What she found there made her smile.
"We are social creatures; the need for stimulating conversation and a deeper connection a social necessity. No one should be alone for too long."
Saffron would smile warmly as she strode along Lord Ovmar's side. Her arm was hooked along his arm, her expression cordial and welcoming. At his commentary, the blonde's smile would broaden, and her fingers gave an encouraging squeeze along his forearm.
"There is always something wonderful about weddings," she'd say in turn, her voice a gentle murmur by the former Lord of the Fringe's ear.
"Such joyful notes from everyone," as an empath via the Force, the young woman was able to read and pick up tidbits of emotive information. What she found there made her smile.
"We are social creatures; the need for stimulating conversation and a deeper connection a social necessity. No one should be alone for too long."