flora
Flora grins, tipping her head in easy agreement. "Same," she says, the word warm with amusement. "If I could live on the back of something huge and mysterious, I think I’d sign up in a heartbeat. Beats paying rent, anyway."
Her lips curve in a knowing smile as Panacea admits she can’t wax poetic about plants, and she lets out a soft snicker. "Yeah, my brother’s got a gift for it. I swear, if you gave him five minutes, he’d make a sonnet about your most stubborn weeds and somehow make them sound like tragic, misunderstood heroes."
At the mention of lavender, Flora hums in agreement, the sound low and pleased. As Panacea sets the mismatched mug in front of her, she leans in to inhale deeply, the steam curling against her face. "Ohhh," she sighs, eyes closing briefly in contentment. "That’s heaven."
She lifts her mug to meet Panacea’s, the soft clink of ceramic punctuating the moment before she blows lightly across the rim to cool it. The first sip brings her brows up and her smile wide. "Gods, that’s good," she gushes, glancing from the tea to Panacea with genuine delight. "You could make a fortune selling this in Haulani. Half the city would give up their bad habits if they knew they could trade them for this in the morning."
Her lips curve in a knowing smile as Panacea admits she can’t wax poetic about plants, and she lets out a soft snicker. "Yeah, my brother’s got a gift for it. I swear, if you gave him five minutes, he’d make a sonnet about your most stubborn weeds and somehow make them sound like tragic, misunderstood heroes."
At the mention of lavender, Flora hums in agreement, the sound low and pleased. As Panacea sets the mismatched mug in front of her, she leans in to inhale deeply, the steam curling against her face. "Ohhh," she sighs, eyes closing briefly in contentment. "That’s heaven."
She lifts her mug to meet Panacea’s, the soft clink of ceramic punctuating the moment before she blows lightly across the rim to cool it. The first sip brings her brows up and her smile wide. "Gods, that’s good," she gushes, glancing from the tea to Panacea with genuine delight. "You could make a fortune selling this in Haulani. Half the city would give up their bad habits if they knew they could trade them for this in the morning."
My house of stone, your ivy grows
And now I'm covered in you
And now I'm covered in you
