flora
Flora, who thought she'd been quite clever, suddenly found the ground rising and slipping out from beneath her, only to wall her in. No doubt Deimos didn't need to know precisely where she was, only needing to start his walls far enough away to successfully cage her within them. Pulling a face that the Sword wouldn't be able to see, nevertheless, she still had the gloves despite her earthen prison.
"I still have the gloves, though!" Flora yells, some of the playfulness of her tone lost in the way she felt like she had to yell to be heard. "And who knows, maybe you missed and now I'm running away with them." She adds, even though they both knew he hadn't simply based on where her voice was coming from.
"I still have the gloves, though!" Flora yells, some of the playfulness of her tone lost in the way she felt like she had to yell to be heard. "And who knows, maybe you missed and now I'm running away with them." She adds, even though they both knew he hadn't simply based on where her voice was coming from.
let me taste your silhouette
