I couldn't utter my love when it counted
Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now
Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now
"No, I know. And it really is okay." Mustering a smile that's almost 100% convincing, Koa takes the offered wine glass, letting Flora melt against his side. It's a touch that lacks the magic of mere minutes earlier but it's still something, a kernel of love for Koa to cling to as his pride recovers from the hit. Leaning over, the Dragoon places a reassuring kiss against the side of the Doubletake's head. "We never talked about being exclusive, and I wouldn't want to push you into something you don't want." Like an actual relationship with me---
But no. Better not to go down that road.
Together they resume walking, still synchronized in arm and step as their heartbeats stutter out of time. Koa's mind hunts for things to say, and comes upon a snag. It's a confession he hasn't been sure how to make, has planned to keep until after dinner, but with things already growing fractured, well... in for a penny, in for a pound.
"Speaking of other people..." he starts, then winces, shaking his head. "I mean-- not like that, obviously, but... I've been meaning to tell you something." Fishing into his back pocket, Koa passes Flora a cleanly written note. "I figured it was safer to write it down, since... well, you'll see."
I saw Sohalia, in King's End. She's alive, and safe, but still hiding from the Family. She said she'd been sick and trapped in the Greatwood. I don't think she's infected.
He watches Flora's face for reaction, fingers fidgeting anxiously with the edge of his coat. "It was about a week ago," Koa contributes. "She sent me a letter, asking me to come. She seemed shaken up, but okay. Though we didn't speak for very long."
But no. Better not to go down that road.
Together they resume walking, still synchronized in arm and step as their heartbeats stutter out of time. Koa's mind hunts for things to say, and comes upon a snag. It's a confession he hasn't been sure how to make, has planned to keep until after dinner, but with things already growing fractured, well... in for a penny, in for a pound.
"Speaking of other people..." he starts, then winces, shaking his head. "I mean-- not like that, obviously, but... I've been meaning to tell you something." Fishing into his back pocket, Koa passes Flora a cleanly written note. "I figured it was safer to write it down, since... well, you'll see."
I saw Sohalia, in King's End. She's alive, and safe, but still hiding from the Family. She said she'd been sick and trapped in the Greatwood. I don't think she's infected.
He watches Flora's face for reaction, fingers fidgeting anxiously with the edge of his coat. "It was about a week ago," Koa contributes. "She sent me a letter, asking me to come. She seemed shaken up, but okay. Though we didn't speak for very long."
Koa
And I couldn't whisper when you needed it shouted
Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now
Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now
totally sniped from odd ilu
