melita
and she recklessly plays with matches
Unfortunately, or…on the other hand, maybe it was a good thing, Melita lacked the ability to read minds. Sometimes she had an uncanny approach to predictions, but she’d base that solely on the chaotic semblances of her actions, and certainly not anything stemming through her brain. Hey, perhaps she could ask Ludo (ahahaha, could anyone imagine…)
Still, mildly pensive and not aware of the teasing going on, she merely lifted her head as Flora began moving again. Melita did the same, though this time she chose to orchestrate movements in somersaults and swift turns along the sea, showing off for no other reason save for the notions that she could.
And inching ever so closer to the caves, of course.
