Nova
Her brother's loving look of indulgence is the only confirmation she needs, but Nova still bounces as he agrees to join, giggling excitedly. With Caly's hand in hers she skips forward, her head darting around to absorb everything. The confidence in her sister's voice has her glancing at her, a creeping suspicion already entering her mind at what words would emerge. They might not be able to physically hear each other's thoughts anymore, but Nova knows her sister like the map of the stars.
A bright smile cracks across her face, and she finishes the line with Caly, "-shopping!" Her laugh is a living thing, somehow moving through the world like a burst of light, finally let free from its restraints. As she links her arm more tightly around Caly's, she partly drags, partly bounces her way down the path towards Haulani. "I can't wait to see how many different options they have! Do you think they have anything with stars? I do love how they sparkle!" Whether she means the physical stars or star patterns isn't quite certain as her eyes take on a distant look of eager imagination.
Although her mind is mostly occupied with the possible fashion pieces they may see and what might be popular, Nova is suddenly reminded of the fact that they're going to see people. Throwing her head around her should, she chirps, "Ooh. Vespy. Do you think we'll see Dad while we're exploring? I'd love to meet him." Her smile turns a little more mischievous, but the bubbly curiosity remains. Who doesn't want to meet their father, if only to compare themselves to the partial source of their existence?
A bright smile cracks across her face, and she finishes the line with Caly, "-shopping!" Her laugh is a living thing, somehow moving through the world like a burst of light, finally let free from its restraints. As she links her arm more tightly around Caly's, she partly drags, partly bounces her way down the path towards Haulani. "I can't wait to see how many different options they have! Do you think they have anything with stars? I do love how they sparkle!" Whether she means the physical stars or star patterns isn't quite certain as her eyes take on a distant look of eager imagination.
Although her mind is mostly occupied with the possible fashion pieces they may see and what might be popular, Nova is suddenly reminded of the fact that they're going to see people. Throwing her head around her should, she chirps, "Ooh. Vespy. Do you think we'll see Dad while we're exploring? I'd love to meet him." Her smile turns a little more mischievous, but the bubbly curiosity remains. Who doesn't want to meet their father, if only to compare themselves to the partial source of their existence?
Life is nothing
without a little chaos to make it interesting
without a little chaos to make it interesting
