[RQ] the same kind of mercy

Evie

this floral patterned imagery makes me feel like hell
I know I'm not your type but I adore your vibe

Her laughter is much lighter now, clearly unburdened of her stress and the weight of secrets, no matter how lovingly kept. Evie knows well that both of them would sooner break out in hives than post the news of the birth of any of their children on the Notice Board, but the easy ebb and flow of teasing is so familiar that it's as soothing as it is amusing.

"Exactly my thoughts. I admit I've been hovering over it in the greenhouse more than is strictly necessary," she chortles. As if she has ever needed further reasons to linger amidst her personal plants and experiments. As Deimos brings up Hadama however, intrigue - and a shadow of concern - creases between her brows, and she resumes walking along the wall, hand extending behind her to invite Deimos to grab it and follow behind her as she readily takes the unintentional bait.

"Not to sound pretentious, but why did he visit you instead of me?" Evie sometimes frets over whether her connections and efforts can really compare to her workaholic husband, but Hadama and Torchline are squarely hers to contend with on any normal day, so it's quite the departure from the norm.