flora
"Well, maybe you should get out more." Flora points out, eyebrows raised. "Didn't Safrin like, specifically tell you to do just that?" She adds innocently, before rolling her eyes and looking all the more like the child she kept trying to convince everyone she wasn't. "Just a little bite, it's nothing." Pulling up one of her sleeves, Flora holds out her arm and frowns. The dressing had been nearly clean just a few hours ago, but already blood had begun to bloom against the white cloth.
Still, she was fine.
"I washed it in the healing fountain and everything." Flora adds, before snickering. "I know, it's just that dad is more of the shoot first and ask questions later type, and you...aren't." It was probably one of Ronin's best qualities and one of Remi's worst, but when you wanted something killed no questions asked, rarely did you call for the hero when the villain was available.
Still, she was fine.
"I washed it in the healing fountain and everything." Flora adds, before snickering. "I know, it's just that dad is more of the shoot first and ask questions later type, and you...aren't." It was probably one of Ronin's best qualities and one of Remi's worst, but when you wanted something killed no questions asked, rarely did you call for the hero when the villain was available.
Every single thing I touch becomes sick with sadness
'Cause it's all over now, all out to sea
'Cause it's all over now, all out to sea
