"I can only agree with that. You look much better with a flush of life in your cheeks," Dahlia says mildly, tipping her glass ever so slightly with her finger as if tempting it to spill over. She lets it fall flat against the desk once more when Flora speaks, the Reaper tilting her head to - for now, at least - her fellow leader. "You speak for a Torchline that seems to have an awful lot of pride remaining, if your co-ruler's actions have anything to say about it. I must say, I've never seen a region present quite such a divided front. It would be fascinating if I still had the patience for it. Alas, who is to say that whatever you promise, Hadama doesn't instantly revoke?"
Spreading her hands before snatching the wine glass back up, Dahlia takes another drink from the glass. "Once upon a time, I'd have taken you up on your offer so quickly we'd both be seeing purple," she says with a predatory curl to her full lips. "But you must understand the current situation, Flora. It isn't that I don't think you would be useful to us - on the contrary, dear. I just don't think you would be as useful as Ronin was. Or Sunjata, or Hotaru. All parental figures of yours, all blessed and then cured, and all who would be very keen to provide you the same treatment."
Shrugging her shoulders, she gestures to the vial Flora has produced. "Which, given their track record and their stubbornness, wouldn't take long. So you see, I'd be down a few drops of blood with nothing to show for it. Speaking of which, I'm still very curious as to what you'd see it used for, and where exactly it will be travelling should your frostly little companion take it on its way."
Spreading her hands before snatching the wine glass back up, Dahlia takes another drink from the glass. "Once upon a time, I'd have taken you up on your offer so quickly we'd both be seeing purple," she says with a predatory curl to her full lips. "But you must understand the current situation, Flora. It isn't that I don't think you would be useful to us - on the contrary, dear. I just don't think you would be as useful as Ronin was. Or Sunjata, or Hotaru. All parental figures of yours, all blessed and then cured, and all who would be very keen to provide you the same treatment."
Shrugging her shoulders, she gestures to the vial Flora has produced. "Which, given their track record and their stubbornness, wouldn't take long. So you see, I'd be down a few drops of blood with nothing to show for it. Speaking of which, I'm still very curious as to what you'd see it used for, and where exactly it will be travelling should your frostly little companion take it on its way."
let me put my lips to something
let me wrap my teeth around the world
let me wrap my teeth around the world
