she's the kinda song you could play over and over
"Caspita." Flora repeats in the affirmative despite having no idea at all what the word means. She rarely does when it comes to the travelling tongue, not that she's ever made much of an effort to learn, and certainly not now that Jack can more or less serve as an interpreter (when he's around, of course). Adoring him for his reaction, Flora preens appropriately before slouching against Mateo and resting her cheek against his shoulder. "I don't know whether that's true," she mumbles, of deserving it. "But..." Softly, she sighs. "Loving him is the best thing."
Rolling her eyes slightly as she straightens, Flora flashes her brother a sly grin over one shoulder. "Okay, well next time I die I'll be sure to let you mourn as long as you like." Next time she might just stay dead, depending on how and what had happened, because gods if coming back hadn't set off a chain reaction she wasn't keen to ever repeat.
"It definitely does. I might have to steal this glitter idea." Pursing her lips together as if to try and transfer some of the sparkle onto her mouth, Flora clears her throat a good deal less subtly than she was aiming for. "Sooooooooooooo, speaking of the festival....seems like you and Dad had words, huh?" Words that, while Jack hadn't known the meanings of, he'd been able to fill Flora in on the gist of the conversation well enough that night.
Rolling her eyes slightly as she straightens, Flora flashes her brother a sly grin over one shoulder. "Okay, well next time I die I'll be sure to let you mourn as long as you like." Next time she might just stay dead, depending on how and what had happened, because gods if coming back hadn't set off a chain reaction she wasn't keen to ever repeat.
"It definitely does. I might have to steal this glitter idea." Pursing her lips together as if to try and transfer some of the sparkle onto her mouth, Flora clears her throat a good deal less subtly than she was aiming for. "Sooooooooooooo, speaking of the festival....seems like you and Dad had words, huh?" Words that, while Jack hadn't known the meanings of, he'd been able to fill Flora in on the gist of the conversation well enough that night.
