[RA] gasping for air

DEIMOS

He watched very carefully beneath layers of wet hair and droplets; always a keen observer. Her hesitation caused him to grow only slightly still – perhaps hallmarks of her last announcement, and the uncertainty behind it caused a brow to arch, head tilting as she meandered around the subject. With nothing definitive it was all ether and air, naught for him to pull, and so he joked, granting another boyish grin. “Me? Sway you?” Though he had his opinions, both were stubborn individuals – he liked to believe they balanced one another out when it came to quite a few notions and thoughts, often agreeing on multitudes. But Evie had frequently been steadfast in her beliefs, and he hadn’t deigned to alter them. Save for her penchant on monster riding.

At her insistence on shying away from the notions, at least until something was more finite, he let the subject fade, no intending to pursue until it she had something more definite. Halo itself was always a topic of concern, and so while his hands reached towards her hips, dragging her closer to his frame, he pondered out loud. “Given everything the region has gone through lately, I would not mind another regional upgrade. But, resource harvesting might be a thought – since King’s End was open to trade, and that would alleviate the only parts we have gathered.” Nor would he ever decline soldiers in training – so he smirked back at her, lobbing the potential in her corner once more.

who we were before bones, before dirt, before even light
we have always been deep, restless souls