Thalassa
I worry this is how I’m always gonna feel.
With the wistful black gown in hand, she didn't need to spend any more time in the shop. Thal strode to the register just as Liam was finishing, gliding silently in behind him while they finished his large purchase of multiple black suit pieces. She glanced approvingly at the choices but kept her mouth shut, paying for the dress with minimal words and walking to the door with shopping back in tow.
His question made her pause, not having picked what her mask would be or where she might acquire it. Her eyes narrowed and she stepped out into the street, giving a begrudging "Fine" then waiting just long enough for him to lead the way.
Silence didn't usually bother Thal, but something was on her mind - a curiosity she couldn't push aside. Her jaw clenched as she debated asking the words, not sure whether he'd even answer after their last discussion and the seeming lack of discussion this time around. Still, the words came out, flat with veiled disinterest, "Are you going with Maea?"
His question made her pause, not having picked what her mask would be or where she might acquire it. Her eyes narrowed and she stepped out into the street, giving a begrudging "Fine" then waiting just long enough for him to lead the way.
Silence didn't usually bother Thal, but something was on her mind - a curiosity she couldn't push aside. Her jaw clenched as she debated asking the words, not sure whether he'd even answer after their last discussion and the seeming lack of discussion this time around. Still, the words came out, flat with veiled disinterest, "Are you going with Maea?"
But nothing lasts. I know the deal.
