walk me home in the dead of night
"You sure you want me to answer that?" Flora counters, as if holding her tongue will keep her thoughts at bay. Despite his rocky start and the years he'd spent forcing the world to let him through, she didn't think she was blinded by rose-coloured glasses in thinking that Jack's talents would be wasted doing just about anything that he didn't want to do.
"Oh hush." The queen scolds affectionately, before flashing the seer a bright smile. "Yeah, I would actually. This is Jack, by the way." Nodding toward the man whose back pocket her fingers were currently jammed inside, again Flora grins. Not that the Doubletake kept her playful affection a secret, while Jack had grown used to the colourful thorns and blossoms of the queen's thoughts, Alys would feel them as pulses of rose gold and lilac as Flora shot the captain a look over her shoulder.
"We're dating," she adds, if for no other reason than to be a shit.
"Oh hush." The queen scolds affectionately, before flashing the seer a bright smile. "Yeah, I would actually. This is Jack, by the way." Nodding toward the man whose back pocket her fingers were currently jammed inside, again Flora grins. Not that the Doubletake kept her playful affection a secret, while Jack had grown used to the colourful thorns and blossoms of the queen's thoughts, Alys would feel them as pulses of rose gold and lilac as Flora shot the captain a look over her shoulder.
"We're dating," she adds, if for no other reason than to be a shit.
