[say]"Mmmmmm."[/say] Flora hums under her breath, still looking down at the table. Biting at the inside of her lip as Darkeye mentions arson, the girl considers it briefly before shrugging. She was certainly one for theatrics, yes, but what would burning down Neron's bar accomplish, other than painting her as a nuisance? [say]"Thanks, I appreciate the offer."[/say]
Reaching for her glass and twirling it between her palms, Flora glances up as the former-dwarf mentions people like you, before shrugging. [say]"Maybe they aren't ready to be helped."[/say] She suggests. Certainly, it had taken her months to even consider getting over Enzo, and then, it had taken a meeting with he and Mort in person to finally give her the shove she needed.
[say]"I think the Grounds are just...tainted now with bad memories. Memories of the barrier, of the ascended and the Voice..."[/say] She shrugs. [say]"Maybe it isn't worth saving."[/say]
Reaching for her glass and twirling it between her palms, Flora glances up as the former-dwarf mentions people like you, before shrugging. [say]"Maybe they aren't ready to be helped."[/say] She suggests. Certainly, it had taken her months to even consider getting over Enzo, and then, it had taken a meeting with he and Mort in person to finally give her the shove she needed.
[say]"I think the Grounds are just...tainted now with bad memories. Memories of the barrier, of the ascended and the Voice..."[/say] She shrugs. [say]"Maybe it isn't worth saving."[/say]
