[PQ+] the things that others fear

flora

Whereas before the slip of Asta's accent had filled Flora with heat, now it only served as a reminder of how little she truly knew or understood him, leaving the space she'd carved out for concern over his wellbeing filling up with ice. Of course then he's stripping off of his shirt, and it's well-timed that Jack's mental barriers go up as it saves him from the thoughts that seeing the butcher without his shirt on inspires in the queen.

With Spice above, flying low enough to try and evade any sort of detection and high enough to make out the changing patterns of the maze, the trio make it out relatively easily. Glancing at Jack, Flora frowns slightly and nods. Are you going to be okay? She wonders, and if he doesn't reply because of the height of his mental walls, she'll simply take it as a yes.

"I..uh...have to go meet with Danta." Flora mutters uncertainly, unsure if the polite thing to do was offer to walk back with Asta or do the exact opposite and just compass her way back into the Grounds. "Are you gonna...go?" Lifting her eyes to the ancient, she raises a brow. Given the crows, the sound of his voice, and the way even she could smell the blood on Jack, it wouldn't have surprised her if what the butcher wanted was to be alone.

I'm stupid but I'm clever
I can make a shitshow look a whole lot like forever and ever

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!