Evie
Erebos is a great ice-breaker in general, of both demeanors and social tangles, so it's no surprise that common ground is temporarily found between the two men because of the happy boy. Evie is inclined to response for Deimos and spare him as he'd clearly hoped she would have at the start, but instead finds that Deimos must consider this topic neutral enough to engage in.
Holding her tongue, Evie only turns her head back to her husband at the comment he makes, humming her agreement over the observation. Plunging both hands deeper into the water, Evie lets her healing magic pour out. Not enough to fatigue her, but more than the easy flow she'd been keeping up in the interim. It's a measurement of heart more than science; withdrawing when it feels right, Evie nods down at the bubbling springs with decisive approval. "I think that will do it!"
The Evergreen stands and pokes one wet finger to Erebos' cheek, and another to Deimos'. "Well he's awake now, so how about we find him better entertainment now that we're done?" Peering past Deimos' shoulder to smile at Noah, Evie magics her hands dry and guides them back to the entrance of the cavern, blessedly releasing all four of them - or perhaps only two - from social convention.
- Fin!
Holding her tongue, Evie only turns her head back to her husband at the comment he makes, humming her agreement over the observation. Plunging both hands deeper into the water, Evie lets her healing magic pour out. Not enough to fatigue her, but more than the easy flow she'd been keeping up in the interim. It's a measurement of heart more than science; withdrawing when it feels right, Evie nods down at the bubbling springs with decisive approval. "I think that will do it!"
The Evergreen stands and pokes one wet finger to Erebos' cheek, and another to Deimos'. "Well he's awake now, so how about we find him better entertainment now that we're done?" Peering past Deimos' shoulder to smile at Noah, Evie magics her hands dry and guides them back to the entrance of the cavern, blessedly releasing all four of them - or perhaps only two - from social convention.
- Fin!
I'll be with you each and every night
Chasing that horizon in your eyes
Chasing that horizon in your eyes
