Elizabeth
Settling in the shade of the umbrella, she notes the forethought and comfort with accommodating his cane, ever more curious to ask about the history of his injury. But Elizabeth holds her tongue, filing away the information for later if a moment arises. For now, she smiles, situating the food on the table so they could properly share the meal. As she divides the utensils between them, another light laugh flows, thinking of the endless differences between Halo and Torchline. "It is. I'm wearing significantly fewer layers." It's a blissful feeling not to have heaps of fabric weighing her down.
Lifting a spoonful of delicious smelling clam chowder, Elizabeth blows gently to cool the soup while giving the rest of her rapt attention to Niki. Her smile peeks through the pucker of her lips, glad to hear she hadn't been wrong in her assumption. She pauses for a second to let the spoon cool, tucking her hair back as she props her elbows on the table. "I see. Do you visit your friend often? To escape the cold?"
Lifting a spoonful of delicious smelling clam chowder, Elizabeth blows gently to cool the soup while giving the rest of her rapt attention to Niki. Her smile peeks through the pucker of her lips, glad to hear she hadn't been wrong in her assumption. She pauses for a second to let the spoon cool, tucking her hair back as she props her elbows on the table. "I see. Do you visit your friend often? To escape the cold?"
Dive into the sea of thought,
and find there pearls beyond price.
and find there pearls beyond price.
