regions of moonlight and chaos
Ronin’s mention of apprehension had the Honeybee’s brows furrowing, granting serious contemplation to a ridiculous question forming over her teeth. Parsing through another pretzel, then opting to go for something sweeter nearby, her head tilted, eyes back on the White Knight so she didn’t laugh at Remi’s current spectacle (she was quite proud of her work). “Is Vi very…scary?” Or was it that he didn’t know what to expect after everything?
She hadn’t expected the sudden rattling of experiences and observations from Remi, but it had been what she asked - so her eyes widened as the tale continued. She’d known some aspects because of being around during certain events – but not about the lures, the lost memories, the illusions, the curses…she bit her lip thereafter. “Sorry.” She hadn’t encountered any of the same notions, save for the stolen bits of recollections (and she wouldn’t be able to remember those anyway). “Did…did you enjoy being its demigod?” Had he even been given a choice?
She hadn’t expected the sudden rattling of experiences and observations from Remi, but it had been what she asked - so her eyes widened as the tale continued. She’d known some aspects because of being around during certain events – but not about the lures, the lost memories, the illusions, the curses…she bit her lip thereafter. “Sorry.” She hadn’t encountered any of the same notions, save for the stolen bits of recollections (and she wouldn’t be able to remember those anyway). “Did…did you enjoy being its demigod?” Had he even been given a choice?
the honeybee
