dahlia
You can't buy this fineness
Dahlia waves a gentle hand to Flora, as if the idea of their barriers causing a problem hadn't even entered her mind. (Because it hasn't, based on the ease with which she was still able to interrupt the meeting at the Hollowed Grounds). "We are, all of us, only trying to live," she says with an easy shrug of her shoulders and yet another sip of wine. "And there are predators and prey in all parts of nature."
As for the Doubletake's previous status as a Friend of the Family, the Reaper's eyebrows raise and she offers a warm smile at the knowledge. "Do let me know if you'd like to redeem yourself once more," she purrs. "And I know Vox can be an acquired taste, but I thought it quite obvious in the name." A friend. "You would not have need of those silly barriers if you were a Friend of the Family, put it that way. The creatures that have evolved with our coming here would see you as one of their own, and act accordingly."
As for the Doubletake's previous status as a Friend of the Family, the Reaper's eyebrows raise and she offers a warm smile at the knowledge. "Do let me know if you'd like to redeem yourself once more," she purrs. "And I know Vox can be an acquired taste, but I thought it quite obvious in the name." A friend. "You would not have need of those silly barriers if you were a Friend of the Family, put it that way. The creatures that have evolved with our coming here would see you as one of their own, and act accordingly."
Let me see the heat get to it
