I wanna be touched, be loved
Golden brows lift as the stars come to life again, the blue reflecting sharply against the sheer gold that Caly always bore. “Well I wasn’t expectin’ that, to be honest.” She admits with a soft laugh, shifting slightly from where she’s bent over the table to take a seat opposite of him, shifting in her seat to lean back and prop her legs up on the corner of the table, she regards Zen a little more closely.
“You met him yet?” She asks, wondering whether or not Zen had the pleasure of meeting the captain. If not, she might tell him to not get his hopes up, even if Caly did find Jack to be quite inspiring, all things considered.
“You met him yet?” She asks, wondering whether or not Zen had the pleasure of meeting the captain. If not, she might tell him to not get his hopes up, even if Caly did find Jack to be quite inspiring, all things considered.
Calypso
I wanna heal, be hugged
