"They have not transferred all my belongings yet," I murmured as I let out a sigh. "It would be nice to read while I wait for Sam."
"Happy thoughts, Lilou! Let's think of happy thoughts only!" I marched towards the divan, sitting down as I gazed at my foot. "My feet look nice now."
Yes, this should be a good thing to notice. It looked nice now that I looked at them. My toenails were clean of dirt, wiggling my toes, which made me smile.
"They looked like feet of a… noble lady." I frowned as I sighed. Something about Lena's words mentioning looking regal made me feel a little self-conscious.
"Nevermind!" I shook my head as I spread my fingers in front of me, flipping them from front and back and I studied them. "My hands! They look nice and clean. Although, they're still a little rough, they're better."
Of course, there was still evidence of hard labor from the past. It didn't look that obvious now, but up close, the minor scars were still here.
