I am not a product of my circumstances.
As the Warden circled above, Elizabeth crossed her arms, rolling her eyes in amused impatience. She couldn't fault the man for enjoying the freedom, but she was cold and her body was ready to find a comfortable place next to her fireplace, probably with a good book. So when Deimos finally landed, she shuffled her feet to keep herself from rushing through the pleasantries. She didn't want him to feel like she hadn't wanted to help. Instead, she chuckled and nodded along politely as she plotted her departure.
"I don't think so. Thank you for your help. I'll probably seek you out again for another lesson." When she's not riddled with bone chills and ringing ears. But she gave him a warm smile, completely serious about doing it again. Feeling that it was the appropriate time, Elizabeth dipped her head. "Well, I better be going. I'll see you again soon." And then she rushed home to the warmth of hot tea, fire, and fluffy romance.
[FIN]
"I don't think so. Thank you for your help. I'll probably seek you out again for another lesson." When she's not riddled with bone chills and ringing ears. But she gave him a warm smile, completely serious about doing it again. Feeling that it was the appropriate time, Elizabeth dipped her head. "Well, I better be going. I'll see you again soon." And then she rushed home to the warmth of hot tea, fire, and fluffy romance.
[FIN]
Elizabeth
I am a product of my decisions.
