"Well."
She walks over to where the small table has been folded up against the wall to serve as a chalkboard for lists, having to stand on a waiting barstool to reach the handle. It makes her grunt with effort a few times but eventually, it unhooks from the wall and the board swings down to serve as support, creating a narrow table just big enough for two people.
"Fengari means 'moon' in ancient Aterkin. It's kind of like Latin in that it's a dead language, but it's not from that same part of the world."
As she's explaining things, she sets the two stools across from each other then comes back to the kitchen, grabbing their plates and getting to work setting the table, keeping herself moving so they can actually eat soon. He's come all this way, she feels bad it wasn't ready when he arrived.
"My parents gave it to me because it's some sort of family tradition. Believe it or not, purple hair is natural for my family but it only happens every few generations for some reason. So, everyone born with purple hair gets an old Aterkin name. I think Fengari is pretty, but my parents didn't care for it. Just called me Luna since it means the same thing. Then, as I was growing up, friends would have a hard time remembering how to say my name so I just gave up and started going by Luna."
She gives one last look at the table, following it with a nod of approval as she takes her seat, motioning for him to sit across from her. Every movement he makes is stiff and awkward. It's actually incredibly endearing and she finds herself leaning forward on the table, smiling at him as she watches him join her. She knows so little about him yet she is entranced by him, drawn in to learn more. Maybe she's just a sucker for dark hair and tattoos but it's working on her.
"I guess I figured to do what was easier for everyone else. I'm used to people calling me Luna so, if you like that more, you can stick to that. You don't need to change anything for me."
She walks over to where the small table has been folded up against the wall to serve as a chalkboard for lists, having to stand on a waiting barstool to reach the handle. It makes her grunt with effort a few times but eventually, it unhooks from the wall and the board swings down to serve as support, creating a narrow table just big enough for two people.
"Fengari means 'moon' in ancient Aterkin. It's kind of like Latin in that it's a dead language, but it's not from that same part of the world."
As she's explaining things, she sets the two stools across from each other then comes back to the kitchen, grabbing their plates and getting to work setting the table, keeping herself moving so they can actually eat soon. He's come all this way, she feels bad it wasn't ready when he arrived.
"My parents gave it to me because it's some sort of family tradition. Believe it or not, purple hair is natural for my family but it only happens every few generations for some reason. So, everyone born with purple hair gets an old Aterkin name. I think Fengari is pretty, but my parents didn't care for it. Just called me Luna since it means the same thing. Then, as I was growing up, friends would have a hard time remembering how to say my name so I just gave up and started going by Luna."
She gives one last look at the table, following it with a nod of approval as she takes her seat, motioning for him to sit across from her. Every movement he makes is stiff and awkward. It's actually incredibly endearing and she finds herself leaning forward on the table, smiling at him as she watches him join her. She knows so little about him yet she is entranced by him, drawn in to learn more. Maybe she's just a sucker for dark hair and tattoos but it's working on her.
"I guess I figured to do what was easier for everyone else. I'm used to people calling me Luna so, if you like that more, you can stick to that. You don't need to change anything for me."