Without passion you don't have energy,
Leaving the beach behind them, it's hard to tell whether Nova or Jack are leading the way. She seems to hum and skip along the path with an impressive level of confidence for someone who has no idea where they're going. He'd said 'buy you a drink' and she'd just moved, content to figure it out as they go.
Which apparently means now.
Twirling a strand of teal hair, she looks back at Jack, blue eyes sparkling in the sunlight. "Where should we go? The Hanged Man? That new smoothie place? Or I think I saw a lemonade stand around the corner with fun straws?!" She doesn't have a preference as long as her drink is sweet and colorful, her thoughts full of beverages with bright gradients and bubbly flavors that tingle over her tongue. Her smile is full of excitement, the expenditure of magic doing little for her energy levels in light of this strange 'father-daughter outing.'
Which apparently means now.
Twirling a strand of teal hair, she looks back at Jack, blue eyes sparkling in the sunlight. "Where should we go? The Hanged Man? That new smoothie place? Or I think I saw a lemonade stand around the corner with fun straws?!" She doesn't have a preference as long as her drink is sweet and colorful, her thoughts full of beverages with bright gradients and bubbly flavors that tingle over her tongue. Her smile is full of excitement, the expenditure of magic doing little for her energy levels in light of this strange 'father-daughter outing.'
Without energy you have nothing.
Nova
