[SE] incendiary and full of light

evie The kind of flawless I wish I could be Stubborn and brave of heart she might be, but she still flushes beneath the surety of his compliment, weak here if nowhere else. "Thank you," she mumbles, ears pink as she stares at her feet to hide her smile, as if the dimples that deepen in her cheeks were any easier to hide. "I'd say the same for you, but you've already proven it." And though she had never seen him tend to and care for Kiada when she was much younger, the girl's continued existence and the strength of their bond alone is something Evie admires, no matter his doubts. As his hand tightens around hers, Evie steps closer to his side, allowing their shoulders to brush and their heads to turn inward towards each other as he struggles through the mire of old memories and painful mistakes. Pride glows in her breast as he emerges from it more readily than past years, hope in his chosen words instead of lambasting self-deprecation. "We are," she assures, and is certain he can hear every ounce of love and pride in him that lives in her bones as she says it. Taking the opening for what it was, Evie persists after the humor, allowing her grin back to the fore. "Though I'm more concerned about raising a child with an inherited love for food; our fridge isn't nearly big enough for three." Blue eyes glitter with mischief as she says it, because while they are of very different body types, the Sword and the Evergreen couldn't have more perfectly matched appetites.