Evie
tell me all of the things
that make you feel at ease
Evie tilts her head obligingly at the additional point of Hotaru, though she is equally not free of the idea of how little they may be able to use it given their shared aspects of Wardenship. Especially with no council to speak of, no generals or right hands to step into their shoes when the need arose."Even wings can't always fly us fast enough," she bemoans, letting her hand fall into his readily with a small smile over his antics. "If we had a council it would not be so daunting, but I'm happy with our arrangement now." Though she concedes a glimmer of the future with a tilt of her head and another small bite of their dessert. "That may change in the future, but not something to count on."
Licking syrup off her lips, she squeezes Deimos' hand and smiles mischievously. "Or we could keep it anyway, even if it sits and rots most of the time. There's nothing saying we can't." Only those who might find it wasteful, and Evie thinks she's allowed to ignore them given how little she'd grown up with.
