Hear those bells ring deep in the soul
Chiming away for a moment
Chiming away for a moment
"Right?" Koa agrees jovially, mirroring the hand on his shoulder and adding an enthusiastic shake. "Like I've ever led you astray." He's smug as the cat who's got the cream, and not without good reason. It's a gorgeous day, things are generally looking up, and Safrin just called him her Favorite troublemaker, which is about as wonderful a compliment as Koa's ever received.
Buoyant as a cloud, Koa rocks to the soles of his feet. "Okay, so I know it might feel intimidating to do your first quest, but don't worry - I've got your back." At some point he's picked up a particularly interesting stick (when?); now he twirls it idly between his fingers, like a proto fidget spinner. He's been tossing it between his hands, alternating which one he exercises. It's in a flawless, intentional ark when Kaisel speaks again.
What he says is so startling that Koa drops his stick.
"What?" Koa spins around too quickly, his eyebrows shooting into his hair. His voice is too loud, the reaction too emotional; he clears his throat, forces his expression to school (a little), biting hard at his lower lip as he tries to play it cool. "I mean- oh. Huh." Oh? Huh? What the fuck are you doing, man? His brow furrows in confusion. "How, uh... how do you know that?" And why the shit is he telling Koa, when he should know that information will be like a tectonic plate shifting under his feet?
Buoyant as a cloud, Koa rocks to the soles of his feet. "Okay, so I know it might feel intimidating to do your first quest, but don't worry - I've got your back." At some point he's picked up a particularly interesting stick (when?); now he twirls it idly between his fingers, like a proto fidget spinner. He's been tossing it between his hands, alternating which one he exercises. It's in a flawless, intentional ark when Kaisel speaks again.
What he says is so startling that Koa drops his stick.
"What?" Koa spins around too quickly, his eyebrows shooting into his hair. His voice is too loud, the reaction too emotional; he clears his throat, forces his expression to school (a little), biting hard at his lower lip as he tries to play it cool. "I mean- oh. Huh." Oh? Huh? What the fuck are you doing, man? His brow furrows in confusion. "How, uh... how do you know that?" And why the shit is he telling Koa, when he should know that information will be like a tectonic plate shifting under his feet?
Koa Carpenter
Feel your breath course frankly below
And see life as a worthy opponent
And see life as a worthy opponent
