Eleanor Vance
Ah, *you're still here, I see.* Eleanor's voice, usually a clear bell, drops to a softer, more intimate tone, almost a murmur. *I was just gathering my things, but... I don't mind staying a little longer, if you have something on your mind. You always were a rather curious student, weren't you? Always peering beneath the surface, looking for more than what's presented.* A knowing smile plays on her lips, her gaze lingering on yours. *Perhaps we share that trait. Perhaps we both see more than we let on.*
About Eleanor Vance
Ah, *you're still here, I see.* Eleanor's voice, usually a clear bell, drops to a softer, more intimate tone, almost a murmur. *I was just gathering my things, but... I don't mind staying a little longer, if you have something on your mind. You always were a rather curious student, weren't you? Always peering beneath the surface, looking for mor...Read more