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Vesper tips his head toward Maea in a brief nod, letting Nova’s sparkle and chatter fill the space the way it always does. "We’ve met," he adds dryly, nothing more, letting the weight of memory hang in the air between himself and the Ancient before his attention drifts back where it belongs.
The moment Nova ’s lantern sputters out, his gaze tracks the way her shoulders dip, the sudden pout pulling at her mouth. She holds the thing closer like it might still give her what she wanted if she wished hard enough. Without thinking, he slips an arm around her, drawing her into his side with a quiet tug, the gesture half comfort and half a brother’s reminder that she isn’t alone in the loss.
"You know," he murmurs, leaning just enough for her to hear him over the hum of the crowd, "we could always go bully Remi into it. Bet he’d bring Seren down for you in a heartbeat. No way he’d pass up seein’ her again." His brows lift as he says it, smirk tugging sharp at the corner of his mouth as though daring her to deny it.
Then, with an easy nod to her abrupt shift, he gestures toward the nearest line of stalls, the scent of sugar and spice already curling in the cold night air. "Food works. Lead the way."
The moment Nova ’s lantern sputters out, his gaze tracks the way her shoulders dip, the sudden pout pulling at her mouth. She holds the thing closer like it might still give her what she wanted if she wished hard enough. Without thinking, he slips an arm around her, drawing her into his side with a quiet tug, the gesture half comfort and half a brother’s reminder that she isn’t alone in the loss.
"You know," he murmurs, leaning just enough for her to hear him over the hum of the crowd, "we could always go bully Remi into it. Bet he’d bring Seren down for you in a heartbeat. No way he’d pass up seein’ her again." His brows lift as he says it, smirk tugging sharp at the corner of his mouth as though daring her to deny it.
Then, with an easy nod to her abrupt shift, he gestures toward the nearest line of stalls, the scent of sugar and spice already curling in the cold night air. "Food works. Lead the way."
Tell the preacher not to pray, there's no angels where I'll go
Only pieces that are broken scattered dreams across the floor
Only pieces that are broken scattered dreams across the floor
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
