marked me like a bloodstain
Flora chuckles, low and tired, but with a flash of wickedness in her grin. "Drowning would be very on brand for you," she says, voice curling like smoke around the words. "When it inevitably happens, I want a front row seat. Preferably with snacks." Her eyes glitter as they catch his, but it softens a moment later at the squeeze of his arm.
The jab at Hadama earns another huff of laughter, smaller this time. "Right? Emotions. Who knew." She raises her glass for one final sip of cider, draining it before leaning into Sunjata’s side with the ease of someone who isn’t used to being offered solid ground, but finds herself grateful for it when it’s there.
"I really mean it," she murmurs, a bit more serious now. "Thanks. Given I won’t be allowed in my own godsdamn city much longer, I have a feeling you’ll be seeing a lot more of me around here." There’s no venom in it tonight, just resignation and a dash of dry humour.
Flora lets herself enjoy the quiet, the weight of the moment. Then, with a slow stretch and a sigh, she pulls herself up. "I’ve been looking forward to that feather bed I booked like it’s my birthday," she groans, rubbing the back of her neck before bending to press a kiss to Sunjata’s cheek. "See you tomorrow?" she murmurs sleepily, before giving his shoulder a squeeze and heading toward the corridor which would lead her to her room.
~FIN
The jab at Hadama earns another huff of laughter, smaller this time. "Right? Emotions. Who knew." She raises her glass for one final sip of cider, draining it before leaning into Sunjata’s side with the ease of someone who isn’t used to being offered solid ground, but finds herself grateful for it when it’s there.
"I really mean it," she murmurs, a bit more serious now. "Thanks. Given I won’t be allowed in my own godsdamn city much longer, I have a feeling you’ll be seeing a lot more of me around here." There’s no venom in it tonight, just resignation and a dash of dry humour.
Flora lets herself enjoy the quiet, the weight of the moment. Then, with a slow stretch and a sigh, she pulls herself up. "I’ve been looking forward to that feather bed I booked like it’s my birthday," she groans, rubbing the back of her neck before bending to press a kiss to Sunjata’s cheek. "See you tomorrow?" she murmurs sleepily, before giving his shoulder a squeeze and heading toward the corridor which would lead her to her room.
~FIN
