so much of our lives is just carving through the dark
"Flora," Isla trills right back through a laugh, having to steady her arm and the glass she's holding as she's struck, not that she begrudges her friend her surprise. "Yes, for real," she continues, straightening back up when she considers it's safe enough to take another drink. "It's already happened... twice." Because if they're going to gossip, they can absolutely gossip.
As for Dahlia and any lingering members of The Family, the Remedy wrinkles her nose and follows Flora's gaze. "I'd hope she'd reconsider here," she remarks softly. "There are a great deal more people than there would have been at the conference. And more demigods." Remi and Ronin included.
As for Dahlia and any lingering members of The Family, the Remedy wrinkles her nose and follows Flora's gaze. "I'd hope she'd reconsider here," she remarks softly. "There are a great deal more people than there would have been at the conference. And more demigods." Remi and Ronin included.
