lay your soul onto mine
Flora lifts her brows and points broadly at the ocean, giving Kai a look that practically screams problem solved. "Plenty of water," she drawls, deadpan. "You just gotta commit."
Then, with a sharp whistle, Spice comes swooping out of the sky like a sugar-glazed missile of vengeance, her wings flaring as she lands delicately on Flora’s shoulder. The little white dragon doesn’t need to be told—she exhales a ribbon of icy air in Kai’s direction, cold enough to fog the space between them.
Flora, already elbow-deep in her beach bag, fingers scrabbling past sunscreen, crumpled tissues, and three different shades of lip gloss finally finds a half-full water bottle. She offers it toward him without ceremony, still watching him like he’s a puzzle with the edges jammed in wrong.
She’d thought the candy would disarm him. A ridiculous, fireball-shaped lecture that would make them both laugh and maybe make it easier to say all the things that were still stuck in her throat about how fucking worried she'd been. But he looks more annoyed now than when she'd first walked up to him. Her mouth twists slightly, confusion flickering through the usually unshakable Doubletake, at least where Kai is concerned.
"...Didn’t think I went that hard," she says, quieter now, not quite teasing, her eyes flicking to his face like she’s gauging just how much damage she did.
Then, with a sharp whistle, Spice comes swooping out of the sky like a sugar-glazed missile of vengeance, her wings flaring as she lands delicately on Flora’s shoulder. The little white dragon doesn’t need to be told—she exhales a ribbon of icy air in Kai’s direction, cold enough to fog the space between them.
Flora, already elbow-deep in her beach bag, fingers scrabbling past sunscreen, crumpled tissues, and three different shades of lip gloss finally finds a half-full water bottle. She offers it toward him without ceremony, still watching him like he’s a puzzle with the edges jammed in wrong.
She’d thought the candy would disarm him. A ridiculous, fireball-shaped lecture that would make them both laugh and maybe make it easier to say all the things that were still stuck in her throat about how fucking worried she'd been. But he looks more annoyed now than when she'd first walked up to him. Her mouth twists slightly, confusion flickering through the usually unshakable Doubletake, at least where Kai is concerned.
"...Didn’t think I went that hard," she says, quieter now, not quite teasing, her eyes flicking to his face like she’s gauging just how much damage she did.
