your touch brought forth an incandescent glow, tarnished but so grand
"I'll always find a way back to you." It's an easier thing to promise than just being careful, not that she won't try. "And anything you give up in the process...I'll get it back." If his crew are lost, she'll slip into Mort's halls herself to get them back (who, if not the Doubletake with a twin locked away in Mort's realm, was more up to the task?). If the Ark is stolen, she'll call in every demigod on Caido to reclaim her. And if she was lost for good? Flora would bargain with Vi himself to procure another ship for the captain. "Another idea is for you to just...I dunno, stick around me to make sure I'm not doing anything careless." Teasingly said, there's no part of Flora that wouldn't welcome seeing the days that often came between the two begin to dwindle.
Huffing an adoring laugh of her own, Flora's fingers anxiously tug at the back of Jack's sweater as he stares down at her. For however well she's gotten to know him over the past few months, like a good sailor with the sea, she doesn't presume to know with complete certainty what the various shades of blue she sees in his eyes mean.
The gasp of relief that shoves its way passed her lips has Flora blinking in surprise, before reeling from the warmth that suddenly blankets her. If there was an hourglass ticking their time away, Jack's answer had knocked it on its side where the grains could only sift and spill, but not fall. Leaning up as she'd done before, this time Flora's kiss isn't meant to chase away things she thought they'd both want to avoid, but instead to reinforce all the things that they had managed to say. Gods I love you comes quickly on the heels of, that's more than good enough, Jack, as Flora's tongue dots the i's with hearts and crosses her t's with flourishes.
Huffing an adoring laugh of her own, Flora's fingers anxiously tug at the back of Jack's sweater as he stares down at her. For however well she's gotten to know him over the past few months, like a good sailor with the sea, she doesn't presume to know with complete certainty what the various shades of blue she sees in his eyes mean.
The gasp of relief that shoves its way passed her lips has Flora blinking in surprise, before reeling from the warmth that suddenly blankets her. If there was an hourglass ticking their time away, Jack's answer had knocked it on its side where the grains could only sift and spill, but not fall. Leaning up as she'd done before, this time Flora's kiss isn't meant to chase away things she thought they'd both want to avoid, but instead to reinforce all the things that they had managed to say. Gods I love you comes quickly on the heels of, that's more than good enough, Jack, as Flora's tongue dots the i's with hearts and crosses her t's with flourishes.
