[se] Hole-y smokes

The Honeybee

I believe in holding grudges
I'll heal in hell

The Honeybee’s brows furrowed deeper, striving to imagine what the fuck would’ve made a massive hole, and also just…disappeared. “Well, it was during LongNight,” and her imagination began conjuring rampant possibilities, buzzing about in her brain. “Maybe it was something really dark? And could blend into the surroundings?” Into the abyss, Stygian and stark, where nothing could catch or see or snag at it. Like…well, the monsters from the past.

She watched the Dragoon pull his coat tighter, but the smuggler simply shrugged, remaining unbothered. The other inquiry though gave her a slight pause, because gods, that was something Ludo would totally do. “You know…, we could always ask it.” She hadn’t gone to a shrine in ages, despite knowing she had some tools to use at her disposal. “Ludo and Safrin don’t get along, so this would be something to spite her…huh. Maybe that’s it.” An explanation she could adhere to, at least, for the time being.

Pay a little more attention to the healing power
of incandescent rage

Melita