EVIE
there ain't no doubt in no ones mind
She hums her understanding as assumptions fall away, replaced with clarity. “I think that’s what we have to do. We don’t have the resources to pursue and defend the void cleansing - the chance of immediate retaliation or early intervention…” she shrugs limply, eyes briefly dipping to watch the ripples in the water from the tempo of her breathing. The Family didn’t need darkness to accomplish the harm they’d deliver. And none of them could be everywhere at once. “Healing is still important even if it can’t cleanse people.” Evie has a feeling they’ll need it in the near future. It’s a challenge to be serious when he is distractingly nude, but Evie is rather good at multitasking. As if she has much more to do than relax, ogle, and talk right now. “We aren’t the only region. We can only be expected to do so much in pursuit of the greater good when the backlash isn’t equally shared.” Even if willing hearts and minds existed, what use was it when they were so far away and incapable of coming to Halo’s aid? Of all the protections being pursued by other leaders, only Halo’s had been ubiquitous in its benefits. They couldn’t keep weathering the retaliations levied upon them - so they had to step back for a moment, lest their forces become weakened and useless in any future offensive efforts. “You know my motto: we can’t fight if we aren’t rested and bandaged. There are no bonus points for suffering or martyrdom.”
Admiring eyes are equally returned, and Evie adjusts her limbs to allow his entry. It’s an impressively large bath (they’d chosen it intentionally given Deimos’ bulk alone) so it’s an easy feat that ends in Deimos joining her in relaxation at last. Wrinkling her nose at the immediate splash, the Evergreen puffs her cheeks and blows a stream of air - assisted by magic - to ruffle his hair and dance on his cheeks. “Two seconds of relaxation isn’t enough for you, sit still. You’re as bad as your son.” Giving in to the grin, she extends her leg and pokes her toes into his ribs. “Correction: he clearly got it from you.”
that love's the finest thing around
