Evie
through her, in a rush of musk and saffron
It's a valid concern, and Evie is sure he has thought his way around every corner, but she attempts to provide assistance anyway. "Maybe you can make miniature ones to launch, like, paper balls? To test out the fire resistance." It would save on materials to say the least, though she's uncertain how effective the trial trebuchets would be in preparing for a full-size one.
Micah allows himself to be distracted - or so Evie assumes from the clarity she's beginning to have about his emotions - and goes tumbling after the animated string and away from Deimos' feet as the man continues his preparations. Evie begins pulling out the sheet for the fish and covers it in foil, then begins to neatly slice apart the fillets to lay them out and begin to season them. "All I know so far is they cannot come to Halo because of the cold. I wonder if they'll live mostly in Torchline?" The Feverlands and even Hak Etme couldn't possibly sustain them in terms of nourishment and dwellings even if they could withstand the sunlight.
Micah allows himself to be distracted - or so Evie assumes from the clarity she's beginning to have about his emotions - and goes tumbling after the animated string and away from Deimos' feet as the man continues his preparations. Evie begins pulling out the sheet for the fish and covers it in foil, then begins to neatly slice apart the fillets to lay them out and begin to season them. "All I know so far is they cannot come to Halo because of the cold. I wonder if they'll live mostly in Torchline?" The Feverlands and even Hak Etme couldn't possibly sustain them in terms of nourishment and dwellings even if they could withstand the sunlight.
beauty falls into disarray
