[PQ] Half of me wants a cold beer, the other half does too

// and it's alright, that's the way i like it —

“I’ll keep tryin’ to keep an eye out.” But gods, it’s tough when they didn’t know each other at all and Thorn has next to nothing to go off of aside from the news that Safrin is his mother. And possibly the other guys’ too. Nose wrinkling as they work and those thoughts settle, Thorn rakes his hands through his hair once the floor’s completed. Looking back up to Colt when she speaks next, a smile finding its place on his face. “’Course, Colt.” Always. He might have added if he didn’t want to sound cheesy.

Stepping out after her when she gives the rest instructions, the courtesan looks toward Zenith as the directions are given, raising a brow toward Colt (because obviously that would put her with Vesper), but he says nothing. Just nods and throws up a thumbs up, and with a pale grin aimed back at Vesper, the courtesan nearly trots over toward the vendor booths, straightening signage.”You wanna check out the layout? I’ll work on the signage.” He asks Zen and waits for his okay before he’s turning back to his task. “Alright, what’ve we got here..” He murmurs as he settles in to go down the row of signage checking.

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Thorn checks the vendor signs!

thorn

— getting crucified,
every time you cross my mind //