Got a bag full of clothes, a bottle of wine. Only say how I feel From the back of my mind
"Next time." Ever vows as he reaches for one of Isla's hands, and lifts it to his lips while holding her gaze. Pressing a kiss not against the top of her hand, but instead against her fingers, just below the knuckles, the aviator's mouth twitches in a small smile against her skin before he relaxes her hand back down.
"No, not the whole time. I was in King's End for several weeks, before coming here." Pulling his gaze away from Isla, somewhat reluctantly, he nods toward Danta. "At the Dusklight." Quickly his eyes return to hers, his smile having never dampened. If this was the point where he ought to have leaned in and whispered I learned a lot, while I was away, the moment is halted by the Remedy's notice of his boutonniere. "Ah, why thank you." Glancing down, Everest adjusts the bottom of it with his free hand, inhaling its, subjectively, sweet smell.
"I didn't have Mateo to consult with, but I thought it went nicely with the colour of my suit. It's called Spinebloom."
"No, not the whole time. I was in King's End for several weeks, before coming here." Pulling his gaze away from Isla, somewhat reluctantly, he nods toward Danta. "At the Dusklight." Quickly his eyes return to hers, his smile having never dampened. If this was the point where he ought to have leaned in and whispered I learned a lot, while I was away, the moment is halted by the Remedy's notice of his boutonniere. "Ah, why thank you." Glancing down, Everest adjusts the bottom of it with his free hand, inhaling its, subjectively, sweet smell.
"I didn't have Mateo to consult with, but I thought it went nicely with the colour of my suit. It's called Spinebloom."
