// You've got your demons
Thorn is admittedly late-ish to the meeting. Having gotten a late start on the time it took to get to the new town, Thorn realizes quickly it’s his first time witnessing it. Appreciating the glint of gold amongst the snow flecked stones, the courtesan approaches silently, focusing on the words he can hear projected from the Archon, and the somber sense of the meeting he hasn’t expected.
He collects a cup of cocoa, drifting to sit besideTalyson and offers him a small smile of greeting, before he hears the admission from the government, the outburst from his friend, and the subsequent answer from Hotaru. His brows pinch and he awkwardly shifts the bundles he wears, lowering the scarf as the sensation of being watched pours over his senses.
He hunches down a little bit before he clears his throat to answer the previous question. “I vote New Haven, too.” Sure that meant it would be more dangerous to work at the House of Midnight, but that meant the town could be quite a literal Haven if things started to go south.
Well, more south, he supposes, based on the increase of infected creatures in the rest of the region. He casts a glance sidelong toward Talyson and Alys again, the courtesan settles to listen more.
Thorn votes for New Haven too!
He collects a cup of cocoa, drifting to sit beside
He hunches down a little bit before he clears his throat to answer the previous question. “I vote New Haven, too.” Sure that meant it would be more dangerous to work at the House of Midnight, but that meant the town could be quite a literal Haven if things started to go south.
Well, more south, he supposes, based on the increase of infected creatures in the rest of the region. He casts a glance sidelong toward Talyson and Alys again, the courtesan settles to listen more.
Thorn votes for New Haven too!
Thorn
and darling, they all look like me //
