// but darling you are a river //
Laughing at the little mata mata, Lena dusted her hands off and gently placed her newfound bundle of sweets into her bag for later gifting and exchanging. “Companions have their way of doing that,” she hummed; filling in bonds and amplifying exactly what was necessary. Mittens had its own uncanny way of doing so – though most people didn’t see it – fiercely protective and loyal, when the Caretaker herself never deigned to guard her own soul.
Distracted from looking any longer at the sweets, lest she be tempted to simply buy more, Noe’s suggestion had her eyes rounding, and a youthful glow around her smile. “Oh, yes please. The more ridiculous the better.” She could imagine Zavien pulling off, or even being enamored by some outrageous display.
Distracted from looking any longer at the sweets, lest she be tempted to simply buy more, Noe’s suggestion had her eyes rounding, and a youthful glow around her smile. “Oh, yes please. The more ridiculous the better.” She could imagine Zavien pulling off, or even being enamored by some outrageous display.
Lena
// but you will never stop; you flow //
