Evie
tell me all of the things
that make you feel at ease
Evie laughs obligingly and twists her fork in the air as if dispelling the topic physically. "You're right, no more of that." They are both unrepentant workaholics, so it's unfortunately a little too easy sometimes for the mind to wander to Halo even when in an entirely different region. Allowing her fingers to be played with, she watches the hues of their skin intertwine instead of the food she is finishing, licking syrup off the tines of her fork when the last piece has been consumed. "Then it's ours for the keeping," she declares firmly, bouncing her fist lightly off the table with fork still in hand, grinning. Relinquishing the utensil, she drops her legs from under her to lean over to Deimos and kiss him, relishing in the slight sweet tinge from the meal they just shared. "We have all of the night ahead of us if we plan to swim at sunrise. Anything calling your name?" she murmurs as she parts just enough to speak those very words.
