Elizabeth
Elizabeth laughs lightly at the apology, waving a gentle hand that might shoo away any concerns for her. "You're too sweet. Don't even worry about it." Her smile is warm and pure, sunlight catching against honey spread on a buttery loaf. "I would still do it even if it didn't pay." She neither confirm nor denies her wealth since she usually accepts payment in forms of favors, goods, or kind words. Whatever people can afford is what she accepts, more than happy to provide her services to any and all who need it.
Lowering her sparking hand, Elizabeth's smile brightens to match Theea's, pleasantly surprised by the coincidence. "Really? I've had it as long as I can remember, although it's only in recent years that I've gotten better control over it." With the help of Deimos, Sah, and the others in Halo, she'd had plenty of practice, honing her lightning while slowly discovering the other magics that lingered in her veins. It seems strange to think that there's a world where such abilities are uncommon and she tilts her head with curiosity as she asks, "Was it that uncommon in your mom's world?"
Helping Theea to rise, she confirms that her bag is still securely around her side before beginning to lead them back down the street. She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, nodding her head as plans and hopes are laid out. "Well, I think the skyport is a good place to start." With the abundance of people and opportunities, Elizabeth doesn't think the young woman will have any difficulty finding someone to assist her in getting where she wants.
Lowering her sparking hand, Elizabeth's smile brightens to match Theea's, pleasantly surprised by the coincidence. "Really? I've had it as long as I can remember, although it's only in recent years that I've gotten better control over it." With the help of Deimos, Sah, and the others in Halo, she'd had plenty of practice, honing her lightning while slowly discovering the other magics that lingered in her veins. It seems strange to think that there's a world where such abilities are uncommon and she tilts her head with curiosity as she asks, "Was it that uncommon in your mom's world?"
Helping Theea to rise, she confirms that her bag is still securely around her side before beginning to lead them back down the street. She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, nodding her head as plans and hopes are laid out. "Well, I think the skyport is a good place to start." With the abundance of people and opportunities, Elizabeth doesn't think the young woman will have any difficulty finding someone to assist her in getting where she wants.
There is beauty in the journey, regardless of the outcome.
Let's grieve and hope and fight together.
Let's grieve and hope and fight together.
