flora
Flora’s laugh bursts out bright and musical, her nose wrinkling as she shoots Niki an affectionate look. "I would never leave you stranded like that," she declares, as if the very idea is a personal insult. With a little shrug that sets her curls bouncing, she adds, "Maybe I’ll even put in a hot tub—just in case you’d like to soak with company." Her brows bounce wickedly, the suggestion left hanging for a heartbeat before she cackles, full of mischief.
But then he admits he’s actually enjoyed staying, and her jaw drops open, eyes going wide in mock astonishment. She snaps her mouth shut almost immediately, pressing her lips together tight as though teasing him about it might scare him off. The delight still dances in her eyes, though, impossible to hide.
A snort slips out under her breath, and she shrugs, glancing back at the kaleidoscope surf foaming against the rocks. "I can be plenty cranky," she points out, voice lilting with humour, "and seeing as I’ve already died once, I’m probably closer to being a ghost than you are, all things considered." She tips her head toward him, smile curling bright again. "But one cranky necromancer ghost seems like exactly the right number." Not that there was any replacing Niki, but there was no part of Flora that was even inclined to try. Flora's gaze flicks down to the uneven stones beneath their feet before she nods toward the benches up ahead. "Are the rocks okay for you, or do you want to sit for a bit?"
But then he admits he’s actually enjoyed staying, and her jaw drops open, eyes going wide in mock astonishment. She snaps her mouth shut almost immediately, pressing her lips together tight as though teasing him about it might scare him off. The delight still dances in her eyes, though, impossible to hide.
A snort slips out under her breath, and she shrugs, glancing back at the kaleidoscope surf foaming against the rocks. "I can be plenty cranky," she points out, voice lilting with humour, "and seeing as I’ve already died once, I’m probably closer to being a ghost than you are, all things considered." She tips her head toward him, smile curling bright again. "But one cranky necromancer ghost seems like exactly the right number." Not that there was any replacing Niki, but there was no part of Flora that was even inclined to try. Flora's gaze flicks down to the uneven stones beneath their feet before she nods toward the benches up ahead. "Are the rocks okay for you, or do you want to sit for a bit?"
i scream for whatever it's worth
"i love you" ain't that the worst thing you've ever heard?
"i love you" ain't that the worst thing you've ever heard?
