Elizabeth
No winter lasts forever, no spring skips its turn
Pointing an accusing finger at Deimos, she laughed. "See! You get it!" His list of pumpkin goodies was even more comprehensive than her own mental list, giving away his experience with the substance. Elizabeth smiled, her steps becoming a little lighter as she suggested, "Mmm... Maybe we'll have to stop at one on the way back. All this talk is making me hungry."
Looking back towards the gourd who seemed content to cruise along on its island, she squinted her eyes as if it might push through the sunlight, reflection, and distance to show her any hint of the Void. When she saw none (unsurprisingly), she shook her head, sighing softly. "I suppose there's really no way to tell, huh?" Since most Void creatures had the tell-tale purple hue and taste for human flesh, she hadn't thought they might need another way to identify the infected. Not that she saw much of an issue with it as long as they were primarily docile.
Looking back towards the gourd who seemed content to cruise along on its island, she squinted her eyes as if it might push through the sunlight, reflection, and distance to show her any hint of the Void. When she saw none (unsurprisingly), she shook her head, sighing softly. "I suppose there's really no way to tell, huh?" Since most Void creatures had the tell-tale purple hue and taste for human flesh, she hadn't thought they might need another way to identify the infected. Not that she saw much of an issue with it as long as they were primarily docile.
