flora
Flora hums sympathetically, pressing a little closer as if proximity alone might ease whatever shadows cling to him. Her smile softens, though the mischievous sparkle remains in her eyes, a subtle contrast to the genuine care that still filters through her tone. "Mmm, nothing to worry about, sure," she teases softly, nudging him gently with her shoulder. "Just casually fighting off endless nightmares and reliving your trauma. Totally no big deal. Is it at least close to being done with?"
She shakes her head slightly, curls bouncing as she studies his face, concern briefly replacing the breezy ease she's maintained so far. Her fingertips trail lightly along his arm, idle and comforting as her voice drops into something quieter, more sincere. "I know you don’t exactly love accepting help, but you don’t have to manage everything alone, you know?" Her gaze softens further, aqua eyes clear despite the casual disarray of her appearance. "And don’t even try and tell me you’re fine, because I don't want to hear it."
Then her expression gentles again, the playful curl returning as if drawn back by an invisible thread. "Seriously though—if you need a distraction, you know where to find me. I'm annoyingly good at being distracting."
She shakes her head slightly, curls bouncing as she studies his face, concern briefly replacing the breezy ease she's maintained so far. Her fingertips trail lightly along his arm, idle and comforting as her voice drops into something quieter, more sincere. "I know you don’t exactly love accepting help, but you don’t have to manage everything alone, you know?" Her gaze softens further, aqua eyes clear despite the casual disarray of her appearance. "And don’t even try and tell me you’re fine, because I don't want to hear it."
Then her expression gentles again, the playful curl returning as if drawn back by an invisible thread. "Seriously though—if you need a distraction, you know where to find me. I'm annoyingly good at being distracting."
I can't stop you putting roots in my dreamland
