Doesn’t hate her colleague, but does find his attitude, work ethic, and face annoying. His hair is very pretty though, and she’d like to run her fingers through it, but she doesn’t know where that idea came from, which is also annoying.
Has no problem with wandering off to isolated locations without telling anyone, will not hesitate to trick the Fae, and calmly considers chopping off her own hand to save her life.
Also has no idea what to do when a person starts crying. This includes herself.
“Visiting naturalist manages to offend entire village with a single failed social encounter. One dead, thirty-seven injured.”
Decides she should probably have sex first to see if she even likes it before committing to this whole “marriage” thing.
Admits to herself that her primary motivation for rescuing the villagers kidnapped by the Fae is research, and immediately remembers she should feel bad about this.
Prof. E. Wilde, page 1: This journal is for documentation and research purposes only, and will not be filled with personal drivel.
Prof. E. Wilde, 200 pages later: Reader, I had to kiss him. For… scientific observation.
So used to self-reliance that she can’t imagine people coming to her rescue because they care about her.
Gives off the vibe of Tragic Victorian Orphan. Her parents are still alive.
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