look at everything you've overcome - don't give up now
"I mean, there are so many ways to do it," Vai says with a scandalous raise of her eyebrows, leaning into it since Flora has seized on her bad phrasing. "It deserves its own chapter - and don't lie, if I ever published a spellbook, you'd be annotating it in no time." Filling the hole yourself indeed. To hear, though, that Enzo has given similar advice if in a much more Enzo way, has the witch scoffing out a laugh, and she raises Flora's hand to her lips to kiss her ringed fingers.
"Death has made your brother wise," she says. "Either that or it's the increased exposure to me out in Mort's halls." Grinning and squeezing her hand back, Vai releases Flora if only so she can reach back for a wine bottle and top up both of their glasses. "I don't know if my spells work like that," she says apologetically, "and besides, the only pool of bachelors I really have at my disposal are lacking something quite important - a pulse."
Raising her refilled glass in a toast, she does give it some thoughtful consideration, though. "If there are any suitable candidates that suffer from an unfortunate case of being dead, though, I'll put a good word in for you to Mort. How about that?"
"Death has made your brother wise," she says. "Either that or it's the increased exposure to me out in Mort's halls." Grinning and squeezing her hand back, Vai releases Flora if only so she can reach back for a wine bottle and top up both of their glasses. "I don't know if my spells work like that," she says apologetically, "and besides, the only pool of bachelors I really have at my disposal are lacking something quite important - a pulse."
Raising her refilled glass in a toast, she does give it some thoughtful consideration, though. "If there are any suitable candidates that suffer from an unfortunate case of being dead, though, I'll put a good word in for you to Mort. How about that?"
Vervain
