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Raising her eyebrows, Flora silently wondered if Melita would have anything more to say than that—though huh and then silence wouldn't have been surprising—the queen sighed gently as the Honeybee continued. Kneeling down to fit the lid onto the jar Melita had placed on the bank, Flora considered at what point all of this just became oversharing, before deciding that out of anyone she knew, Mel would be the type to tell her to shut up if it got to that point.
"I really did feel something for Koa though." She admits in a low voice, the tinge to her cheeks now turning a shade closer to maroon as her mind flit back to that afternoon in the Celestine when she'd ended things. "And...it would have been him, I think, but Jack..." Finding it hard to keep the smile from her lips, the queen rubs her cheek against one shoulder as if to wipe it away. "We almost died fighting a stupid void panther thing on the beach and that's when things really changed."
Taking what the Honeybee said next as a warning about precisely the sort of oversharing Flora had been worried about, the queen offers her friend a wry smile. "I really appreciate that." Especially because Melita had been a member of Jack's crew long before she'd come to know Flora in any meaningful capacity. "I hope it doesn't come to that though." Duh. "He really is...different, on his own." She adds as if to further justify why it was she'd picked Jack, before reaching out a hand to take the second jar from Melita.
"I really did feel something for Koa though." She admits in a low voice, the tinge to her cheeks now turning a shade closer to maroon as her mind flit back to that afternoon in the Celestine when she'd ended things. "And...it would have been him, I think, but Jack..." Finding it hard to keep the smile from her lips, the queen rubs her cheek against one shoulder as if to wipe it away. "We almost died fighting a stupid void panther thing on the beach and that's when things really changed."
Taking what the Honeybee said next as a warning about precisely the sort of oversharing Flora had been worried about, the queen offers her friend a wry smile. "I really appreciate that." Especially because Melita had been a member of Jack's crew long before she'd come to know Flora in any meaningful capacity. "I hope it doesn't come to that though." Duh. "He really is...different, on his own." She adds as if to further justify why it was she'd picked Jack, before reaching out a hand to take the second jar from Melita.
I can't stop you putting roots in my dreamland
