"I am not cautious by nature," Dahlia admits freely, gesturing around at the wreckage of her office artfully hidden by the single candle flames and the drawn curtains. "That isn't my role in my Family. But I often speak for all of them because of my position, and so caution comes, whether I like it or not." Either way, her point still stands, and with cerulean eyes dancing against the teardrop of fire between them, she does indeed consider things.
"You're quite the smooth talker," she purrs, a softer smile curving across her lips, her head cocking to the side. "But with the amount we know, do you think us blind to the fact that those of you who have been cured of your condition can see it in others? I can hardly make use of your integration and connections when you will be found out instantly. Unless you've some way to mask it, or you plan to communicate only by raven?" Flora doesn't seem the type to shy away from the limelight in that way.
Then it's back to the blood, and Dahlia lets out a velvety laugh, the Reaper shaking her head. "You're a liar, my dear. A good one, don't get me wrong, but a liar nonetheless. Let's add to the terms, yes? If I give you my blood, then whatever it ends up being used for - whatever item, or safe space, or concoction - you are never to go near it. Never to hold that item, never to set foot in that space. That seems fair, no?" She smiles. "A threat is no good if I can't follow through on it." Ergo, she can't very well kill Flora to spite Ronin if she's sequestered away.
"Of course, there's no guarantee you'll hold up that end of the bargain even as a Friend of ours. So if you don't, I suppose we'd have to take it out on one of your many connections. That's the downside of having so many, I imagine - you can't really keep them all safe all the time."
"You're quite the smooth talker," she purrs, a softer smile curving across her lips, her head cocking to the side. "But with the amount we know, do you think us blind to the fact that those of you who have been cured of your condition can see it in others? I can hardly make use of your integration and connections when you will be found out instantly. Unless you've some way to mask it, or you plan to communicate only by raven?" Flora doesn't seem the type to shy away from the limelight in that way.
Then it's back to the blood, and Dahlia lets out a velvety laugh, the Reaper shaking her head. "You're a liar, my dear. A good one, don't get me wrong, but a liar nonetheless. Let's add to the terms, yes? If I give you my blood, then whatever it ends up being used for - whatever item, or safe space, or concoction - you are never to go near it. Never to hold that item, never to set foot in that space. That seems fair, no?" She smiles. "A threat is no good if I can't follow through on it." Ergo, she can't very well kill Flora to spite Ronin if she's sequestered away.
"Of course, there's no guarantee you'll hold up that end of the bargain even as a Friend of ours. So if you don't, I suppose we'd have to take it out on one of your many connections. That's the downside of having so many, I imagine - you can't really keep them all safe all the time."
let me put my lips to something
let me wrap my teeth around the world
let me wrap my teeth around the world
