best believe i'm still bejeweled

charlie

Eyebrows raised, Charlie glances between the two men as they quibble over directions, finding their love-hate relationship entirely adorable. "Well...that's a good point. Who likes old things anyway." The blonde says, before recalling her own relative age and how the Maverick had just referenced Asta as being old as well. "Except us, huh?" Winking at the butcher, Charlie left the lava pool, still holding up her dress so that it wouldn't sizzle.

"Torchline it is!" She agrees enthusiastically, before taking one last look around her former tomb. Had she really just spent half a century just standing here? Dreaming idly as the world went on?

Apparently so.

"Let's go!"

~FIN

they say i did something bad
then why'd it feel so good?

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!