She’d let him take the blame with a modest handwave, granting another warm laugh as she pieced together her dessert and took a bite, another gentle hum starting in the back of her throat at the amazing taste. She reached out and scratched Sol, giving a reassuring pulse of their bond out towards Mittens, knowing it wouldn’t be able to get close until they were on their way back towards skyports.
Then her eyes glanced back up to Zavien, brow arching slightly. “Mm. Banshees and dates.” Patting her bag, still full of the sweetgrass necessary for her quest, her grin matched the sentiments. “Much preferred the latter though,” with another steadfast wink for good measure. Taking another bite of the s’more, her eyes flickered back to the bonfire. “Where do we want to go next?” Holding her hand over her mouth to fight and hide an impending yawn, home was her first thought – beginning to feel the length of the day pressing inward. But thereafter – the sky seemed to be the limit.
Then her eyes glanced back up to Zavien, brow arching slightly. “Mm. Banshees and dates.” Patting her bag, still full of the sweetgrass necessary for her quest, her grin matched the sentiments. “Much preferred the latter though,” with another steadfast wink for good measure. Taking another bite of the s’more, her eyes flickered back to the bonfire. “Where do we want to go next?” Holding her hand over her mouth to fight and hide an impending yawn, home was her first thought – beginning to feel the length of the day pressing inward. But thereafter – the sky seemed to be the limit.
Lena
