you wouldn't be the first renegade to need somebody
There are more than a few looks shot her way, and while normally the Doubletake appreciated having all eyes on her, as she slipped her lanterns onto the twisting branches of a nearby tree, she shrank immediately back against Jack with a soft sigh of relief. Only once her fingers have twined themselves through the captain's again, does Flora lift her eyes, smiling toward Melita, Sunjata, and then Astaroth and Dantalion.
"What?" Turning, Flora looks over Jack's shoulder toward Sohalia before sipping in a soft breath which she abruptly releases into the soft fabric of the captain's sweater. "Gods, I just assumed..." You know, with there not being a funeral, with the Ark being back, with the letter she'd pinned to the Notice Board...but then, she supposed, if her friend really had thought her dead, no doubt Sohalia wasn't really looking for signs that she was wrong. "I should probably go say something." Pressing her forehead against Jack's chest for a moment in order to remind herself that he was alive—that they both were—and that things were fine, the queen gave herself another silent shake before giving Jack's hand a squeeze and heading toward the Luminary.
"Boo," smiling weakly, Flora reaches out for Sohalia after having picked her way through the crowd toward the former queen. "I'm sorry I didn't reach out to you, I've..." Flora's smile falls away slightly as she tugs at one of her sleeves. Looking better than she had when last she was in the Greatwood, Flora was still thinner than she ought to be, and the dark circles beneath her eyes spoke of many sleepless nights since her murder.
"What?" Turning, Flora looks over Jack's shoulder toward Sohalia before sipping in a soft breath which she abruptly releases into the soft fabric of the captain's sweater. "Gods, I just assumed..." You know, with there not being a funeral, with the Ark being back, with the letter she'd pinned to the Notice Board...but then, she supposed, if her friend really had thought her dead, no doubt Sohalia wasn't really looking for signs that she was wrong. "I should probably go say something." Pressing her forehead against Jack's chest for a moment in order to remind herself that he was alive—that they both were—and that things were fine, the queen gave herself another silent shake before giving Jack's hand a squeeze and heading toward the Luminary.
"Boo," smiling weakly, Flora reaches out for Sohalia after having picked her way through the crowd toward the former queen. "I'm sorry I didn't reach out to you, I've..." Flora's smile falls away slightly as she tugs at one of her sleeves. Looking better than she had when last she was in the Greatwood, Flora was still thinner than she ought to be, and the dark circles beneath her eyes spoke of many sleepless nights since her murder.
