Elizabeth
Her eyebrows raise and a soft laugh accents her words. "Aww. I like that one. I haven't heard that one before." And if that's what Theea would like to call her, Elizabeth won't mind in the least, as evidenced by the carefree expression on her face as they walk down the street.
Glancing back at the young woman, she gives an encouraging smile. "Don't worry about it. There are plenty of people looking." Although she's more curious about the other portion, immediately wondering if there's something she can do to help while simultaneously wondering about why she's looking for her family and where they might be. "Who's your - " Her question is cut off as she also notices the red petals, glints of gold catching the lamplight. At first, she assumes it's a trick of the light, or just her hopes manifesting in a hallucination, but Theea's stumbling reaction confirms that it's not just her. She tries to reach out to catch the young woman with no avail.
Elizabeth has difficulty pulling her eyes away, worried the rose may vanish when she's not looking, however, she manages to turn towards Theea's sprawled form, offering a hand for her to stand. "Are you okay?" She assesses for any injuries, relieved to see that there aren't any visible scrapes or bruises.
Once the woman is standing and brushed off, she moves to kneel next to the rose, her voice filled with awe. "This is incredible..." Elizabeth reaches out a delicate hand to brush it against a single petal, feeling the soft velvet of it along her fingertips. Something so rare and mythical is surprisingly real, and she doesn't look up as she says, "I've been trying to keep my eyes peeled, but I'll be honest, I hadn't expected to find any - not with how diligently everyone else is searching." Finally lifting her eyes to Theea again, she asks gently, "Would it be okay with you if I took it back to Halo? The Warden could really use this." In fact, they'd been talking about it just a few days ago, about how necessary they would be for future visits to Starfall.
Glancing back at the young woman, she gives an encouraging smile. "Don't worry about it. There are plenty of people looking." Although she's more curious about the other portion, immediately wondering if there's something she can do to help while simultaneously wondering about why she's looking for her family and where they might be. "Who's your - " Her question is cut off as she also notices the red petals, glints of gold catching the lamplight. At first, she assumes it's a trick of the light, or just her hopes manifesting in a hallucination, but Theea's stumbling reaction confirms that it's not just her. She tries to reach out to catch the young woman with no avail.
Elizabeth has difficulty pulling her eyes away, worried the rose may vanish when she's not looking, however, she manages to turn towards Theea's sprawled form, offering a hand for her to stand. "Are you okay?" She assesses for any injuries, relieved to see that there aren't any visible scrapes or bruises.
Once the woman is standing and brushed off, she moves to kneel next to the rose, her voice filled with awe. "This is incredible..." Elizabeth reaches out a delicate hand to brush it against a single petal, feeling the soft velvet of it along her fingertips. Something so rare and mythical is surprisingly real, and she doesn't look up as she says, "I've been trying to keep my eyes peeled, but I'll be honest, I hadn't expected to find any - not with how diligently everyone else is searching." Finally lifting her eyes to Theea again, she asks gently, "Would it be okay with you if I took it back to Halo? The Warden could really use this." In fact, they'd been talking about it just a few days ago, about how necessary they would be for future visits to Starfall.
There is beauty in the journey, regardless of the outcome.
Let's grieve and hope and fight together.
Let's grieve and hope and fight together.
