dahlia
You can't buy this fineness
One might wonder whether the rest of Caido will appreciate Flora's recommendations that Dahlia go to darken their door and sample their cuisines, but either way, it works, and the Reaper's smile grows into something more warm and personal. "I've tried my best to broaden my horizons," she purrs. "If nothing else, I have found the plethora of alcohol to be varied up there. What would you recommend, should I visit Torchline for a touch longer?"
As for the advantages of becoming infected, Dahlia inclines her head and reaches out to clink her glass with Flora's once more. "Just so," she confirms. "And the fuss is very much worth it, I can assure you." Too bad the Doubletake isn't a Friend of the Family.
Yet.
Hearing that it's Flora's father that the Reaper almost beat to a pulp on the island, though, has her musical laughter ringing around the tavern. "Oh, I didn't mean to hurt his pride. He was such a cute little thing, storming onto the shores like he was going to save the day."
As for the advantages of becoming infected, Dahlia inclines her head and reaches out to clink her glass with Flora's once more. "Just so," she confirms. "And the fuss is very much worth it, I can assure you." Too bad the Doubletake isn't a Friend of the Family.
Yet.
Hearing that it's Flora's father that the Reaper almost beat to a pulp on the island, though, has her musical laughter ringing around the tavern. "Oh, I didn't mean to hurt his pride. He was such a cute little thing, storming onto the shores like he was going to save the day."
Let me see the heat get to it
