I wanna be touched, be loved
So busy staring at the river star with all the anger and frustration that this meeting hadn’t quite gone how she’d intended, he is glad that he doesn’t try to wrap her up in a hug. After all, she might be more inclined to tear into him if he tried. “Yeah.” She murmurs softly, not wanting to give him too much even as she turns to look at him curiously, watching as he bolts away from her side to his bag.
And she’d be lying if there wasn’t a little bit of amusement in the way he has to open the bag if only to try and not get it slick with the blood of the void river stars. Eventually, though, she finds herself leaning against the edge of the stone that makes up the Dreaming Well and waits for him to arrive back at her side. Her shorts are greeted with a raise of her brows, before she snags it and sets it over her shoulder, holding out her hands for him to pour the water onto.
Scrubbing as much of it off her hands as she can, bent in a way that it wouldn’t splash too much against her dark boots, she snags his shorts after to try and get the rest of it off. A little tint of purple is left behind, but at least it isn’t sticky anymore. “V’s gonna have a field day with this.” She sighs under her breath, before she looks over to Kaisel and hands him the shorts, her amber gaze scanning him before she takes the bottle of water from his hand as if to mirror what he’d done for her. “Here.” She murmurs, gesturing for his hands to help him clean them.
And she’d be lying if there wasn’t a little bit of amusement in the way he has to open the bag if only to try and not get it slick with the blood of the void river stars. Eventually, though, she finds herself leaning against the edge of the stone that makes up the Dreaming Well and waits for him to arrive back at her side. Her shorts are greeted with a raise of her brows, before she snags it and sets it over her shoulder, holding out her hands for him to pour the water onto.
Scrubbing as much of it off her hands as she can, bent in a way that it wouldn’t splash too much against her dark boots, she snags his shorts after to try and get the rest of it off. A little tint of purple is left behind, but at least it isn’t sticky anymore. “V’s gonna have a field day with this.” She sighs under her breath, before she looks over to Kaisel and hands him the shorts, her amber gaze scanning him before she takes the bottle of water from his hand as if to mirror what he’d done for her. “Here.” She murmurs, gesturing for his hands to help him clean them.
Calypso
I wanna heal, be hugged
