She's the light in a dark room
She smiles with her eyes and it'll hold you
Evie barks a laugh that would have her mother rolling in her grave over the lack of poise, teeth oddly blood-tinged in the strange cavern light as she grins. "Not nearly drunk enough, clearly!" Swiping away a layer of dirt covering a gem she's evaluating for color worthiness, Evie tilts her face sideways to peek back at Elizabeth. "When we get out of here maybe we should get mimosas? Something bubbly or fruity. Anything that will make me forget the sweat stains I'm leaving on these clothes." In fact they're hardly salvageable, but luckily Evie isn't exactly high-maintenance or materialistic. Hard to be when you live in the soil as firmly as she does. She smiles with her eyes and it'll hold you
Content with the vivid purple of the gem she's unearthed, Evie places it in her bag and then uses her magic to sweep air through the cavern - it's not the coldest inherently, but it's a nice stiff breeze that helps keep the oppressive heat of the cave off their skin. It nearly makes her miss what Elizabeth says, but she can pick her son's name out of nearly any level of murmur as a first time mom who can talk about little else. "He's beginning to crawl!" It's a gush of pride, the eager clasp of her hands luckily not impeding their efforts as her magic sets about loosening another gemstone without having to touch it physically. "I'm partly terrified of that, mind you. If he's anything like either of us, he's going to be getting into mischief the second he can move on his own power." Luckily grey hairs are easily hidden in ginger, right?
She's a bullet that's about to fire
And she's the steady that will keep you sane
And she's the steady that will keep you sane
Evie
