last couple of months kinda been a disaster
He knows when to push and when not to - and in this instance she’d already offered enough information that she didn’t have to that it almost feels rude to pry more. Perhaps the interaction had been one she’d wanted to hear and didn’t want to taint it with the admission of what had happened for the will o wisps to bring it up. Or, perhaps it was a not so good memory which she’d rather choose to forget than have to relive.
Either way, Thorn’s softer smile blooms a big wider with the laugh that leaves him. “Yeah, me neither, to be honest.” He drawls, relaxing in face of the common ground between them. Fathers weren’t exactly what everyone had made them out to be while growing up and that had taken the courtesan a bit of time to learn.
As for him getting away, he hums a little and ducks his chin. “Yeah. I was originally goin’ off for architecture to take over the family business. Explored some, hit Torchline, found out I was more interested in stories than buildin’. And here I am.” Jewelry glints at his fingertips as he makes a dramatic gesture to his torso, his smile brighter as he aims it her way. “So I’m sure y’can imagine how shitty that went over.” He tacks on with a playful knowing look now that the will o wisps are getting further from his recent memory.
Shifting his attention back toward the rest of the party, Thorn offers her an apologetic smile. "Well, I should get goin'. Was nice to chat with ya." And with that, Thorn downs the rest of his drink and lets it settle in his chest before he departs to join the rest of the crowds.
- FIN
Either way, Thorn’s softer smile blooms a big wider with the laugh that leaves him. “Yeah, me neither, to be honest.” He drawls, relaxing in face of the common ground between them. Fathers weren’t exactly what everyone had made them out to be while growing up and that had taken the courtesan a bit of time to learn.
As for him getting away, he hums a little and ducks his chin. “Yeah. I was originally goin’ off for architecture to take over the family business. Explored some, hit Torchline, found out I was more interested in stories than buildin’. And here I am.” Jewelry glints at his fingertips as he makes a dramatic gesture to his torso, his smile brighter as he aims it her way. “So I’m sure y’can imagine how shitty that went over.” He tacks on with a playful knowing look now that the will o wisps are getting further from his recent memory.
Shifting his attention back toward the rest of the party, Thorn offers her an apologetic smile. "Well, I should get goin'. Was nice to chat with ya." And with that, Thorn downs the rest of his drink and lets it settle in his chest before he departs to join the rest of the crowds.
- FIN
Hawthorn
tell all my friends i'm asleep if they ask ya
