Flora
Flora’s fingers tighten gently on his arm at the confession, her chest squeezing in a way she tries to pass off as the wind catching them as they cross onto La Verbena’s gangplank. She doesn’t call him on the way he tries to brighten the edges of the truth—it's something she does too often herself to ever judge.
"Yeah," she says quietly, stepping onto the deck and letting the boards thrum reassuringly under her feet. She glances back over her shoulder at him, the sunlight catching on the waterfall of lavender draped over the ship. "The knowing is the worst part, isn’t it? You can’t outrun it once you’ve seen it."
There’s a brief, sharp echo of herself there—the way it feels to lose something you didn't even know you were about to miss until it’s too late. Her mouth tilts, a smile that doesn’t quite reach her eyes. "I’m glad he's got you, though." Flora bumps her hip lightly into his. "And if he ever wants to go bartend at the Hanged Man, I'm sure the triplets will be happy to have him."
Spice glides overhead, a glittering pearl against the wide sky, and Flora shades her eyes for a second to watch before her grin flickers back into something brighter as she gestures grandly across the deck. "Alright, professor. Where do we start? How not to crash into Stormbreak’s cliffside would be an excellent first lesson because that may or may not have nearly happened on my way up here."
"Yeah," she says quietly, stepping onto the deck and letting the boards thrum reassuringly under her feet. She glances back over her shoulder at him, the sunlight catching on the waterfall of lavender draped over the ship. "The knowing is the worst part, isn’t it? You can’t outrun it once you’ve seen it."
There’s a brief, sharp echo of herself there—the way it feels to lose something you didn't even know you were about to miss until it’s too late. Her mouth tilts, a smile that doesn’t quite reach her eyes. "I’m glad he's got you, though." Flora bumps her hip lightly into his. "And if he ever wants to go bartend at the Hanged Man, I'm sure the triplets will be happy to have him."
Spice glides overhead, a glittering pearl against the wide sky, and Flora shades her eyes for a second to watch before her grin flickers back into something brighter as she gestures grandly across the deck. "Alright, professor. Where do we start? How not to crash into Stormbreak’s cliffside would be an excellent first lesson because that may or may not have nearly happened on my way up here."
'Cause I'm a real tough kid, I can handle my shit
They said, "Babe, you gotta fake it 'til you make it" and I did
They said, "Babe, you gotta fake it 'til you make it" and I did
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