my lucky #3

“Good.” She says softly, because she knows he’d be overjoyed to hear that they would be thriving even after his departure. It had been his dream and goal after all. But the Harpy doesn’t dwell on it, not as food is made and the subject of just how she intended to carry the items that needed to remain cold would go, and with her plan already in place she offers it willingly with a soft little smile, replacing the sorrowful nostalgia. His agreement comes at the time she finishes up the bacon and sets the pan to the side to cool, bringing the plate over so Deimos can make Evie’s plate before they dive in on their own – careful to step around Belial in the process. The subject of the Torchline tournament has her smiling softly and a hint apologetically, though. “No, unfortunately.” She says with a soft frown, tilting her head as she starts to make her plate. “Maea and Danta are going, though, so I figure I should stay and keep tabs on everything.” Unaware that that’s where Fox is going, for a question he has yet to ask her, Kiada lifts her gaze to Deimos with a brighter smile. “You’ll have to tell me how you do, if I don’t find out from the others first.” She teases with a grin, but with all the confidence in the world that he would do great. k i a d a