lay your soul onto mine
Flora draws her knees up and rests her arms atop them, sunglasses still low on her nose as she watches Kaisel chug the water like it’s some holy relic. The barest curl of a smile—not quite an apology, but not not one either—touches her lips at the edge of his wince. " Well now you know for next time you get yourself into a situation like this on my shores," she hums, voice lighter now that he’s breathing properly. Only hopefully there wouldn't ever be a next time, though knowing Kai that was probably wishful thinking.
The flicker of his smile makes her feel a little less like a monster, enough that she doesn’t read too far into the slump of his posture or the way he leans on his knees like the weight of Torchline itself just slapped him across the face, instead opting to chalk it up to the spice.
As for Jack, her smile fades like sugar crystals melting in the heat. She of course couldn't say that yeah Kai, he's a fucking telepath so you don't gotta just watch your step or your mouth around him, but your thoughts too, leaving the queen frowning down at the docks for a moment. "He’s made a living off being the most ruthless man in all of Torchline," she says, tucking a loose curl behind one ear. "Jack..basically holds as much power when it comes to the underbelly of Torchline as Hadama and I do for the rest of it. If I were you, I’d give him a very wide berth." Her tone isn’t sharp, but it’s honest. Flora doesn’t paint Jack in a villain’s black, knowing what she does about him, but she doesn't mince her words either. "I just don't want anything to happen to you, okay?"
Glancing over her shoulder, she jerks her chin toward the Sugar Tide where it rocks gently in its slip. "There's more water onboard if you need it," she offers, then adds, "or there's a place that sells popsicles just up the docks a little ways?"
The flicker of his smile makes her feel a little less like a monster, enough that she doesn’t read too far into the slump of his posture or the way he leans on his knees like the weight of Torchline itself just slapped him across the face, instead opting to chalk it up to the spice.
As for Jack, her smile fades like sugar crystals melting in the heat. She of course couldn't say that yeah Kai, he's a fucking telepath so you don't gotta just watch your step or your mouth around him, but your thoughts too, leaving the queen frowning down at the docks for a moment. "He’s made a living off being the most ruthless man in all of Torchline," she says, tucking a loose curl behind one ear. "Jack..basically holds as much power when it comes to the underbelly of Torchline as Hadama and I do for the rest of it. If I were you, I’d give him a very wide berth." Her tone isn’t sharp, but it’s honest. Flora doesn’t paint Jack in a villain’s black, knowing what she does about him, but she doesn't mince her words either. "I just don't want anything to happen to you, okay?"
Glancing over her shoulder, she jerks her chin toward the Sugar Tide where it rocks gently in its slip. "There's more water onboard if you need it," she offers, then adds, "or there's a place that sells popsicles just up the docks a little ways?"
