Spotting the direction of Em's gaze, Jules tries to ease a blank piece of paper over her (rather swirly, actually) handwriting, slowly dragging it over with her fingertips. Just calmly, discretely, not rushing it. Or... so she hopes, at the very least.
Still, she rests her chin on her hand, just mulling that over. "You know, a couple of friends of mine would rue the day that I was considered among the normal crowd." The corner of her mouth curls up, nose wrinkling with a little smile. "But, I mean," and she exhales a little smoke, blowing it off to the side, "when you say 'not normal', it's... I mean it's all rather relative, surely?" Quietly chewing on her lip, she's trying to sort through her thoughts, shuffling through them and trying to make them make sense. "And besides, if you're going to be thrown into another world completely, encountering strange, unusual things, that's surely a positive thing to be gained. All kinds of interesting people!"
Then again, she laughs a little, quietly. "Of course, a limit of friends of legal drinking age does sound a little tragic. It's lucky that you have me, now."
no subject
Still, she rests her chin on her hand, just mulling that over. "You know, a couple of friends of mine would rue the day that I was considered among the normal crowd." The corner of her mouth curls up, nose wrinkling with a little smile. "But, I mean," and she exhales a little smoke, blowing it off to the side, "when you say 'not normal', it's... I mean it's all rather relative, surely?" Quietly chewing on her lip, she's trying to sort through her thoughts, shuffling through them and trying to make them make sense. "And besides, if you're going to be thrown into another world completely, encountering strange, unusual things, that's surely a positive thing to be gained. All kinds of interesting people!"
Then again, she laughs a little, quietly. "Of course, a limit of friends of legal drinking age does sound a little tragic. It's lucky that you have me, now."