Evie
I see what lies heavy on your heart
Evie concedes with a tilt of her head, aware of the soundness of the advice. "Until recently, I didn't even think I'd ever be answered. Part of why I was considering going to Safrin is to try and break the fear of only requesting Frey since I know they are accepting of me now." Previously she would have happily lived in that bubble, content to stay where she was comfortable, but only by pushing that boundary after believing all hope to be lost was she visited by a herald at all.
Following his lead with no clear desire to linger, Evie absorbs his wisdom readily. Safrin's temperament is relatively unknown to her, but she has photosynthesized most of it from her closeness with both Deimos and Amalia - enough to know there were risks to praying to her if she wasn't the primary herald you sought to follow. While she will never fully understand his pride in his magic being so inherent, it is something hard-learned she has adopted over many years and strives to naturalize in herself.
Freckled cheeks flush slightly at his direct inquiry, shrugging a little self-consciously even as a tiny smile pulls at her lips. "A companion, I think. I know it can happen naturally sometimes, but..." another shrug. While she shamelessly wears her heart on her sleeve, this one feels harder. Like it implies she is somehow lonely, when that is far from the truth.
Following his lead with no clear desire to linger, Evie absorbs his wisdom readily. Safrin's temperament is relatively unknown to her, but she has photosynthesized most of it from her closeness with both Deimos and Amalia - enough to know there were risks to praying to her if she wasn't the primary herald you sought to follow. While she will never fully understand his pride in his magic being so inherent, it is something hard-learned she has adopted over many years and strives to naturalize in herself.
Freckled cheeks flush slightly at his direct inquiry, shrugging a little self-consciously even as a tiny smile pulls at her lips. "A companion, I think. I know it can happen naturally sometimes, but..." another shrug. While she shamelessly wears her heart on her sleeve, this one feels harder. Like it implies she is somehow lonely, when that is far from the truth.
and the strength you still keep inside
