Flora
Flora tilts her head, her grin widening. "It’s a lot easier to improve if you can practice without passing out," she points out, her voice lilting with amusement. "And anyway, if you’re in Torchline, you don’t have to lug the whole fountain around—just take a bottle of the water with you, and it'll work just fine." She shrugs coyly, thinking she might just have found the key to getting Niki to agree to a brief stint in her region.
At his comment about the haunted table, Flora laughs brightly. "Oh yeah?" she challenges, planting her hands on the table as if daring any lurking spirits to make themselves known, her long nails drumming on the wood. After a beat, she glances sidelong at Niki, raising a brow. "And for the record, I don’t think you're supposed to haunt anything, seeing as how you’re not actually a ghost. Unless there’s something you’d like to finally confess?"gasps in Spanish meme here.
Satisfied with his approval of the bracelet, she leans back, crossing her arms as she nods. "Yeah, a box would be great—so long as it’s not too much trouble." Her gaze flicks toward the couch where her coat still rests before she tilts her head at him. "You still up for getting that coffee? Or have you had enough of me for one day?" Her grin is teasing, but beneath it, there's a silent out for him to take, if he needs it.
At his comment about the haunted table, Flora laughs brightly. "Oh yeah?" she challenges, planting her hands on the table as if daring any lurking spirits to make themselves known, her long nails drumming on the wood. After a beat, she glances sidelong at Niki, raising a brow. "And for the record, I don’t think you're supposed to haunt anything, seeing as how you’re not actually a ghost. Unless there’s something you’d like to finally confess?"
Satisfied with his approval of the bracelet, she leans back, crossing her arms as she nods. "Yeah, a box would be great—so long as it’s not too much trouble." Her gaze flicks toward the couch where her coat still rests before she tilts her head at him. "You still up for getting that coffee? Or have you had enough of me for one day?" Her grin is teasing, but beneath it, there's a silent out for him to take, if he needs it.
Fatefully, I tried to pick my battles 'til the battle picked me
Misery, Like the war of words I shouted in my sleep
Misery, Like the war of words I shouted in my sleep
Code stolen from Queen Sky
