// I'd take the fall—I got you covered when there's no one at all //
Already stooped down, Kaisel reaches to gather the pillows a few at a time, a position which allows him to freely roll his eyes at the purpose she lists off for each of them. He wisely doesn't complain any further though, Flora's heightened state apparent in the sentimentality she places on each and every item surrounding her. He quickly stuffs each gathered pillow into one of the various boxes, which takes up most of the room immediately, requiring numerous trips and boxes back and forth. They can help buffer her breakables, or could be squished down under something heavy if space became an issue, which he definitely thinks it will, both in terms of boxes and her boat.
He sighs noiselessly as he leans against the side of a wall, a hand running thoughtfully against his chin as he tries to ascertain how this can be improved. The antics of the companions, while adorable, only serves to add a flair of madness to the process that is quickly proving to be out of control and careening into outright chaos before it's barely started. He's normally all for that, but the thought of sorting through all of Flora's shit until midnight doesn't quite sparkle with the mischief he likes, which is surprising given her penchant for glittering things.
As Flora collapses under the weight of decisions fraught with feather boas, Kaisel snorts. He glances from the exhausted crow to Soh, intending to meet her with a can you believe this shit? look. Instead, Soh's eyes are pleading, earnest. Gods, why did he agree to this?
"Yeeeah, great. For someone who has lost all their limbs and is packing one mouthful at a time." Sorry Soh, he can be supportive, but not like that. He purposefully shifts into Flora's extended legs, to force them to fall from the perch she's angling for on the wall near him, as he walks towards her. "C'mon, get up Flo-do. You're the only expert here on being delusional so we literally cannot do this without you" He offers her a hand to pull her up, and casts a stray glance to the side to be sure Spice isn't going to frost his kneecaps off this time. "Let's take it one category at a time and you can always send us back here to get your shit for you if you forgot it, no matter how far in the future that is." He hopes, for all their sakes, that she isn't on her outcast boat for that long.
Kaisel says it's shit but they'll do it together, more or less
He sighs noiselessly as he leans against the side of a wall, a hand running thoughtfully against his chin as he tries to ascertain how this can be improved. The antics of the companions, while adorable, only serves to add a flair of madness to the process that is quickly proving to be out of control and careening into outright chaos before it's barely started. He's normally all for that, but the thought of sorting through all of Flora's shit until midnight doesn't quite sparkle with the mischief he likes, which is surprising given her penchant for glittering things.
As Flora collapses under the weight of decisions fraught with feather boas, Kaisel snorts. He glances from the exhausted crow to Soh, intending to meet her with a can you believe this shit? look. Instead, Soh's eyes are pleading, earnest. Gods, why did he agree to this?
"Yeeeah, great. For someone who has lost all their limbs and is packing one mouthful at a time." Sorry Soh, he can be supportive, but not like that. He purposefully shifts into Flora's extended legs, to force them to fall from the perch she's angling for on the wall near him, as he walks towards her. "C'mon, get up Flo-do. You're the only expert here on being delusional so we literally cannot do this without you" He offers her a hand to pull her up, and casts a stray glance to the side to be sure Spice isn't going to frost his kneecaps off this time. "Let's take it one category at a time and you can always send us back here to get your shit for you if you forgot it, no matter how far in the future that is." He hopes, for all their sakes, that she isn't on her outcast boat for that long.
Kaisel says it's shit but they'll do it together, more or less
Kaisel
// When you need somebody to turn to—Nobody got you the way I do //
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
