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Smoothing down the last of the pretend flyaways, Flora leans ever so slightly into the dragoon as if time spent pressed against his body was still something that needed to be stolen away under the guise of mere happenstance. "Is there?" She wonders, surprised that there'd be a need for such a thing. "I hadn't realized that things had gotten so bad up there..." Though it makes her frown, being so near to Koa chases away the violet dread that thoughts of the void's spread would otherwise inspire in her.
That Koa's fingers fit against hers so comfortably, her palm intimately familiar with the calloused feel of his, and yet—for Flora at least—the gesture hadn't once failed to steal her breath.
Happy to follow his lead, Flora gives her head a little shake. "I never have, actually. I always meant to when I'd come up here to see Mateo, but..." Her eyes drink in the various enclosures, noting how none of them seemed like cages at all. "..I just never got around to it." Shrugging, her shoulder brushing up against his bicep as she does so, Flora glances up at him with a crooked smile. "What about you? You seem to know your way around?" Indeed that was how it seemed, now whether or not it was true was something else entirely.
That Koa's fingers fit against hers so comfortably, her palm intimately familiar with the calloused feel of his, and yet—for Flora at least—the gesture hadn't once failed to steal her breath.
Happy to follow his lead, Flora gives her head a little shake. "I never have, actually. I always meant to when I'd come up here to see Mateo, but..." Her eyes drink in the various enclosures, noting how none of them seemed like cages at all. "..I just never got around to it." Shrugging, her shoulder brushing up against his bicep as she does so, Flora glances up at him with a crooked smile. "What about you? You seem to know your way around?" Indeed that was how it seemed, now whether or not it was true was something else entirely.
