flora
Not needing to think at all, the Doubletake extends her arm, palm up for Noah to use as a guide. Unlike her father or the demigod before her, Flora had no abilities to let her feel the way others currently were. Of course, the storms in Noah's eyes and the way his lips seemed to hug his teeth on every other inhale were easy enough to read. It wasn't the full story of course, but when the topic was grief, a table of contents served well enough.
'I'm sorry to hear that.' She murmurs before her lips twist into a humourless smile. "Maybe I should have clung to Mort when I saw him and refused to let go unless he gave some of our dead back." It's said as if it were a joke, but the steel in Flora's aqua eyes told another story. After all, why not? If the Voice could do it, why couldn't any of them?
Just then a man came in. Sharp-featured with dark eyes, he scanned the room pointedly before noticing Noah and the woman he was seated with. Making his way over, he nodded a greeting to the demigod which was both familiar and respectful. "You Flora?" Assuming this must be Peter, the Doubletake waited for Noah to complete his measurements before slipping her hand back so she could offer it to Peter to shake.
"The bracelet looks like it's going to be lovely." She murmurs, reaching for her mead and pushing back her chair. "Really nice to meet you, Noah."
'I'm sorry to hear that.' She murmurs before her lips twist into a humourless smile. "Maybe I should have clung to Mort when I saw him and refused to let go unless he gave some of our dead back." It's said as if it were a joke, but the steel in Flora's aqua eyes told another story. After all, why not? If the Voice could do it, why couldn't any of them?
Just then a man came in. Sharp-featured with dark eyes, he scanned the room pointedly before noticing Noah and the woman he was seated with. Making his way over, he nodded a greeting to the demigod which was both familiar and respectful. "You Flora?" Assuming this must be Peter, the Doubletake waited for Noah to complete his measurements before slipping her hand back so she could offer it to Peter to shake.
"The bracelet looks like it's going to be lovely." She murmurs, reaching for her mead and pushing back her chair. "Really nice to meet you, Noah."
never be so kind
you forget to be clever
you forget to be clever
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
