Lena
// what is to give light must endure burning //
The words of protest died on her tongue, and instead melded into a playful pout and furrowing of her brows; wondering, inwardly, if she was such a workaholic that the concept of relaxing still didn’t tie into her form very well. She used to be quite capable, but that had been years and years ago, back before she’d been granted the Celestine.
But she leaned into him just the same on a simple sigh. “All right. We’ll take that then.” Taking a sip of her cocoa, delighted by the taste of the marshmallows melting, molding, and melding into the chocolate and cream, she hummed softly. Though, she’d hardly noticed the tension in her shoulders, shrugging as Zavien poked at them. “Oh – well, that’s probably normal. Been a while since we could y’know….be calm.” She waved her free hand in the general periphery. “Not used to it yet, I guess.” She figured he wasn't quite the same - stress was normal and considerable in his position, but most of the time he didn't seem too rattled or bothered; the easygoing nature permeating through.
But she leaned into him just the same on a simple sigh. “All right. We’ll take that then.” Taking a sip of her cocoa, delighted by the taste of the marshmallows melting, molding, and melding into the chocolate and cream, she hummed softly. Though, she’d hardly noticed the tension in her shoulders, shrugging as Zavien poked at them. “Oh – well, that’s probably normal. Been a while since we could y’know….be calm.” She waved her free hand in the general periphery. “Not used to it yet, I guess.” She figured he wasn't quite the same - stress was normal and considerable in his position, but most of the time he didn't seem too rattled or bothered; the easygoing nature permeating through.
