Evie
His voice becomes familiar with every passing day, a presence as expected as the sun. He walks with the same ambling gait he’d shown the day he sprouted but with surer steps these days; an endearing parallel to Erebos’ crawling and toddling efforts.
Vision restored and sneeze averted, Evie smiles gratefully as she chances a brief glance at him without risking moving her hands. An expression that only fades as she sighs with relief the moment the tape is severed. “That’s perfect, thank you.” Straightening (and arching her spine to ease the knots from being hunched for so long) Evie props her hands on her hips and surveys the hopeful future hybrid. “Now we wait! I’m hoping it will produce stronger medicinal leaves with the spring water grafted internally.” Whether that effect also fades upon leaving Halo is simply a future phase of experimentation.
Relaxing her arms and companionably swaying sideways to bump her shoulder into Amhran (somewhere around his ribs given their height difference) Evie smiles up at him. “Do you need a hand next? I want to hear what you think about everything you’ve been doing with Deimos.” Though she’d nearly flown into a rage upon hearing how he’d been tossed about at one of the meetings, it’s preferable to being in the dark - or relying on Deimos’ succinct summaries.
Vision restored and sneeze averted, Evie smiles gratefully as she chances a brief glance at him without risking moving her hands. An expression that only fades as she sighs with relief the moment the tape is severed. “That’s perfect, thank you.” Straightening (and arching her spine to ease the knots from being hunched for so long) Evie props her hands on her hips and surveys the hopeful future hybrid. “Now we wait! I’m hoping it will produce stronger medicinal leaves with the spring water grafted internally.” Whether that effect also fades upon leaving Halo is simply a future phase of experimentation.
Relaxing her arms and companionably swaying sideways to bump her shoulder into Amhran (somewhere around his ribs given their height difference) Evie smiles up at him. “Do you need a hand next? I want to hear what you think about everything you’ve been doing with Deimos.” Though she’d nearly flown into a rage upon hearing how he’d been tossed about at one of the meetings, it’s preferable to being in the dark - or relying on Deimos’ succinct summaries.
I can wait for you at the bottom, wait years if I gotta
Heaven knows I ain't getting over you
Heaven knows I ain't getting over you
