His empathic response was enough; had there been questions delving further than she couldn’t promise composure. That was for another time and space, and she gave him another small smile in camaraderie for lost beings – unfortunately a shared experience across Caido. “Thank you.”
Appreciation for food was high on the list regardless, eyes widening upon the plate, glad she’d left substantial room for the impressive meal. In agreement with Zavien’s response, she laughed, a lighter chord, cutting away portions for her fork, inhaling the delightful aroma of pineapple with avid delight. Mittens grumbled nearby, and she silently promised a very small portion for the snowball.
Taking an initial bite, she hummed, albeit perhaps a little dramatically. “Oh my gods – new favorite,” and she wiggled in her chair again, content with the taste. “So we’re coming here again, hm?” With a teasing wrinkle to her nose; not that she wasn’t fond of exploring and trying other dishes or locations – this one lurking in the Grounds was still enriching beyond belief. And if there was an implication of other things there, she’d let him search around.
Listening while she ate, she waited until she swallowed down more portions before responding. The situation with leadership and its undertones, even in another region, still left her with careful measures; perhaps time spent on councils had also lent her to a more meticulous approach. “I would lean more towards the people, at the moment,” her brow arching slightly, letting that miniscule bout of sedition linger out into the flourishing flowers. “And I believe others would agree.” Koa, specifically – Anju was her friend, but also lingering on several sides. And they knew Everest was infected. “Group expeditions to where, I suppose. And what would the duties be outside of Stormbreak? I think we have to be careful about other regions and what that entails.” She wouldn’t want to step on any other leadership’s toes; those jurisdictions were occupied and guarded. “Or were you thinking of the Wilds?” Considering what had become of them with the void impacts…she could see setting up some patrolling not being a bad notion…
Though she was shaking her head at him again – trying to ignore the groaning sound and muffling her laughter behind her hand – angling curiosity around the fringes. “Who is Erica?” The name might’ve been familiar around Stormbreak – though she couldn’t be certain.
Appreciation for food was high on the list regardless, eyes widening upon the plate, glad she’d left substantial room for the impressive meal. In agreement with Zavien’s response, she laughed, a lighter chord, cutting away portions for her fork, inhaling the delightful aroma of pineapple with avid delight. Mittens grumbled nearby, and she silently promised a very small portion for the snowball.
Taking an initial bite, she hummed, albeit perhaps a little dramatically. “Oh my gods – new favorite,” and she wiggled in her chair again, content with the taste. “So we’re coming here again, hm?” With a teasing wrinkle to her nose; not that she wasn’t fond of exploring and trying other dishes or locations – this one lurking in the Grounds was still enriching beyond belief. And if there was an implication of other things there, she’d let him search around.
Listening while she ate, she waited until she swallowed down more portions before responding. The situation with leadership and its undertones, even in another region, still left her with careful measures; perhaps time spent on councils had also lent her to a more meticulous approach. “I would lean more towards the people, at the moment,” her brow arching slightly, letting that miniscule bout of sedition linger out into the flourishing flowers. “And I believe others would agree.” Koa, specifically – Anju was her friend, but also lingering on several sides. And they knew Everest was infected. “Group expeditions to where, I suppose. And what would the duties be outside of Stormbreak? I think we have to be careful about other regions and what that entails.” She wouldn’t want to step on any other leadership’s toes; those jurisdictions were occupied and guarded. “Or were you thinking of the Wilds?” Considering what had become of them with the void impacts…she could see setting up some patrolling not being a bad notion…
Though she was shaking her head at him again – trying to ignore the groaning sound and muffling her laughter behind her hand – angling curiosity around the fringes. “Who is Erica?” The name might’ve been familiar around Stormbreak – though she couldn’t be certain.
Lena
