K O A
and they will shake their heads
and wag their bony fingers
and wag their bony fingers
In Koa's defense he hadn't planned to bump into Lena today, it just kind of happened. But he still looks chagrined at the consternation, feet shuffling uncomfortably on the cobbled street. As for asking her opinion? "Uh... I mean, I get the impression she just... doesn't care?" Koa shrugs unhappily, letting his gaze drift down to Mittens. "Like... she doesn't see a need. Which is crazy. Who wouldn't want to fly?."
He brightens at the idea of introducing her to other dragonlings, practically bouncing on the balls of his feet. "Oh, really? That'd be awesome!" Gone are all hints of flirtatious bravado, replaced by boyish hope. That he loves Pipsqueak dearly should be obvious, as should his relief at having found a potential for help. "When can I bring her? I have, uh, work tonight, but tomorrow I'm free before afternoon training...?"
He brightens at the idea of introducing her to other dragonlings, practically bouncing on the balls of his feet. "Oh, really? That'd be awesome!" Gone are all hints of flirtatious bravado, replaced by boyish hope. That he loves Pipsqueak dearly should be obvious, as should his relief at having found a potential for help. "When can I bring her? I have, uh, work tonight, but tomorrow I'm free before afternoon training...?"
in all the wrong directions—
and by daybreak we'll be gone
and by daybreak we'll be gone
