[se] racing to the moonlight

Got no plans and I've got no money
Gone are the days of milk and honey

The sandwiches were, of course, neatly wrapped and labeled, and Soh smiled affectionately as she made her selection. "Turkey, please," she said as she reached out to take the proffered good. Maybe others found Ever odd or off-putting, but she'd never felt that way about the man. They'd bonded over cartography, and that had been enough to cement him firmly as a friend in Soh's mind, and so she regarding his quirks with a certain fondness.

As Everest sat, Soh smiled to hear that he had been doing well. "Fair enough," she said with a chuckle. "Just three weeks, though? It feels like longer. I hope I haven't been neglecting you, either as a friend or as Stormbreak's Heart." Still, she felt certain that if Everest had something that needed her attention, he would have hunted her down before now, or sent a message, or something. He didn't strike her as the type to let something linger that needed doing.

But then her smile slipped a little. "I've been okay," she said, but her brow furrowed with the lie. "I mean, things are going well in Stormbreak, and we're working on our regional quest and all, so I really shouldn't complain, but..." She shrugged helplessly. "Truthfully? I've been better."

Green eyes and a head of gold
I'll give you two dollars if you save my soul

Sohalia