// think of the sun that shaped them //
Lena did laugh at the dramatics, inclined to agree but not giving him the sentiments. “Oh yes. I’ve seen the waterfall of blood." And a dead body in it. Stevie, it’d been – during a particular reign of terror. Shaking her head from that dismal reflection, she wrinkled her nose. “This is a much better location. And maybe, if we find something, we can free up the Greatwood soon and get Vi’s Roses from there too.” Just a passing thought, really; she’d be more inclined to continue their pursuits and let the ones capable handle the more dangerous aspects.
She was very thankful, if not amused, by Koa’s swimwear, grinning at the sunglass-wearing Hels. “Where did you get those? Torchline?” But then she wandering into a preferred area, tempted again by the gentle lull of the refreshing water meandering up to her calves. Her eyes immediately went to the rocks and crag, only half-listening to the Dragoon at first, trying to pay particular attention to nooks and crannies that might have held blossoms and petals.
Likely unaware of Koa’s motives, nonetheless once he started talking further, the Caretaker’s cheeks flushed and she didn’t glance his way. Partially out of her own embarrassment for the rather melancholic mood she’d set the last time she came here with Zavien, and likely for other things. “Oh. I came with him before too. Between all of us going back and forth, something should turn up.” Thinking she’d played that off pretty well, she sauntered further into the midst, until the water reached past her hips, leaning over one large rock and gently moving it around with both hands. Until there was the other question, and she answered wholeheartedly, pretending her face wasn’t still rosy and crimson. “Of course I do.”
She was very thankful, if not amused, by Koa’s swimwear, grinning at the sunglass-wearing Hels. “Where did you get those? Torchline?” But then she wandering into a preferred area, tempted again by the gentle lull of the refreshing water meandering up to her calves. Her eyes immediately went to the rocks and crag, only half-listening to the Dragoon at first, trying to pay particular attention to nooks and crannies that might have held blossoms and petals.
Likely unaware of Koa’s motives, nonetheless once he started talking further, the Caretaker’s cheeks flushed and she didn’t glance his way. Partially out of her own embarrassment for the rather melancholic mood she’d set the last time she came here with Zavien, and likely for other things. “Oh. I came with him before too. Between all of us going back and forth, something should turn up.” Thinking she’d played that off pretty well, she sauntered further into the midst, until the water reached past her hips, leaning over one large rock and gently moving it around with both hands. Until there was the other question, and she answered wholeheartedly, pretending her face wasn’t still rosy and crimson. “Of course I do.”
Lena
// the speck of truth that's ours //
