Let's commit the perfect crime.
Although she doesn't need to answer, Nova chimes along with her sister, "Obviously!" Giggling, she lets Calypso lead the way like the sun making way for the rainbow despite the darkness. Even as they make their way to the lighthouse, her thoughts are full of bright memories of their arrival and recent visit with their mother. Nothing can dampen her mood, expect perhaps physical exertion.
Nova is just as unenthused with the idea of trekking up the stairs (and possibly ruining her cute outfit) only to cram together on the upper level like smelly sardines. Considering all of Aumakua is a shrine, she quickly agrees with displaying their offerings outside, nodding her head emphatically. "The stars will probably make the offerings sparkle more anyways!" And she knows how much their mom likes glittering gifts.
With the decision made, she sets her own offerings next to Caly's. Her eyes barely drift to Jack or Hadama, too busy making sure each item is properly arranged for maximum aesthetic appeal while the soft hum continues up from her hunched figure. It's like a constant buzz of colorful melodies to relieve the boundless creative energy flowing within.
Nova is just as unenthused with the idea of trekking up the stairs (and possibly ruining her cute outfit) only to cram together on the upper level like smelly sardines. Considering all of Aumakua is a shrine, she quickly agrees with displaying their offerings outside, nodding her head emphatically. "The stars will probably make the offerings sparkle more anyways!" And she knows how much their mom likes glittering gifts.
With the decision made, she sets her own offerings next to Caly's. Her eyes barely drift to Jack or Hadama, too busy making sure each item is properly arranged for maximum aesthetic appeal while the soft hum continues up from her hunched figure. It's like a constant buzz of colorful melodies to relieve the boundless creative energy flowing within.
Nova
I'll steal your heart, and you steal mine.
