flora
Flora almost nudges the necromancer to demonstrate the way he listens, weighing everything without rushing to judgment, is exactly what would make him the kind of advisor she claimed he’d be great at. But she swallows it back, letting it settle unspoken between them. Instead, she just nods, curls brushing against her sweater. "Hopefully things do stay quiet for a while," she murmurs, the words carrying more weight than she lets show on her face. "For all of our sakes. I think everyone deserves it."
Her eyes widen playfully a moment later, the shift as quick as the flicker of colour across the Rainbow Road. "You only have to say the word," she promises, grin tugging at her lips. "It’s colder and windier up there, but if we keep an eye on the weather, we could go one weekend when it’s supposed to be calm. If you want to see it this season, I mean."
Her eyes widen playfully a moment later, the shift as quick as the flicker of colour across the Rainbow Road. "You only have to say the word," she promises, grin tugging at her lips. "It’s colder and windier up there, but if we keep an eye on the weather, we could go one weekend when it’s supposed to be calm. If you want to see it this season, I mean."
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?
