Sohalia
Say my name
And every color illuminates
And every color illuminates
Soh may be a tourist, and she may not be dressed for the beach, but she did know better than to wear something fur-lined in Torchline, of all places. She laughed as Flora explained her reasoning, wrinkling her nose at the thought of furs in this heat. "Do they really wear furs? Here?" she asked, trying to wrap her mind around it. How would they not die of heat stroke? Of course, she was hardly one to talk, with her blouse-and-long-skirt-on-the-beach combination, but at least what she had on was built for warmer weather!
As Flora described her family ties and her deity alignment in one fell swoop, Soh couldn't help but be impressed. The girl couldn't be much older than Soh, and yet she had already interacted with a god - which Soh herself had yet to do. "Wow," she said, taking it in. "That's... impressive." Because it was. Powerful connections, and suddenly it made sense why Flora seemed to be such a force of nature, even upon such a brief meeting. "So... what's she like?"
As Flora described her family ties and her deity alignment in one fell swoop, Soh couldn't help but be impressed. The girl couldn't be much older than Soh, and yet she had already interacted with a god - which Soh herself had yet to do. "Wow," she said, taking it in. "That's... impressive." Because it was. Powerful connections, and suddenly it made sense why Flora seemed to be such a force of nature, even upon such a brief meeting. "So... what's she like?"
We are shining
And we will never be afraid again
And we will never be afraid again
