Without passion you don't have energy,
As Jack's pace quickens, Nova has to increase her skipping speed to catch up. There's not a complaint to be found on her lips though, enjoying the stronger breeze that ruffles her curls and dress, not even pausing when she takes sips of her smoothie. It does the job of brightening her mood again, casting aside hurt feelings and wounded pride.
She tilts her head, now even more intrigued about the origin story of The Ark. Her curiosity bubbles like a glittery piece of treasure in her mind, the glint in her eyes barely comparable. "Oh. Where did you get her then?" Is there a ship-buying-shop? Although, if he had to fix it, Nova wonders if there's a more interesting possibility.
She tilts her head, now even more intrigued about the origin story of The Ark. Her curiosity bubbles like a glittery piece of treasure in her mind, the glint in her eyes barely comparable. "Oh. Where did you get her then?" Is there a ship-buying-shop? Although, if he had to fix it, Nova wonders if there's a more interesting possibility.
Without energy you have nothing.
Nova
