Evie
When hope and peace begin to fray
Deimos does not often enter her greenhouse without her, so Evie has been the steadfast overseer of Rae's extraordinary plant for the entirety of the season that it remains in her care. Long before it began to take on a rather suspicious shape, she spoke to it nearly daily. Commentary on weather and stubborn sprouts, the progress of her pregnancy, the frustrations and joys of her simple but meaningful life. It had made her feel closer to Rae, whose magic she could see and feel in every sprout and tendril.
She'd been understandably busy during the turn of the season with Erebos' arrival and the sudden enforced tournament-vacation, but as she enters her greenhouse upon their return she isn't expecting much change. Certainly not the withered plant remains that snag her attention first and drop her heart into her feet - nor the very naked, unknown man, the sight of whom sends it right back up into her throat with a pitiful squeak.
"Oh," she utters faintly, completely at a loss and instantly forming a pro/con list in her head.
Pros: context clues (former suspiciously shaped mass, dying tendrils, dirty skin) imply this man is not a burglar of exotic hobby plant hybrids.
Cons: in light of that revelation, it seems she might have been growing more than one human body this past season?
"Um. Are you alright?" It's trained instinct to jump to concern instead of aggression. How long has he been awake? Has he been stuck in here because of the cold beyond the greenhouse boundaries?
She'd been understandably busy during the turn of the season with Erebos' arrival and the sudden enforced tournament-vacation, but as she enters her greenhouse upon their return she isn't expecting much change. Certainly not the withered plant remains that snag her attention first and drop her heart into her feet - nor the very naked, unknown man, the sight of whom sends it right back up into her throat with a pitiful squeak.
"Oh," she utters faintly, completely at a loss and instantly forming a pro/con list in her head.
Pros: context clues (former suspiciously shaped mass, dying tendrils, dirty skin) imply this man is not a burglar of exotic hobby plant hybrids.
Cons: in light of that revelation, it seems she might have been growing more than one human body this past season?
"Um. Are you alright?" It's trained instinct to jump to concern instead of aggression. How long has he been awake? Has he been stuck in here because of the cold beyond the greenhouse boundaries?
know that daybreak is not far away
