flora
Flora can’t help herself this time; she leans lightly against his arm, warmth in her voice as she murmurs, "See? That’s exactly what an advisor would say." The wrinkle of her nose makes it clear she’s teasing, but she softens a heartbeat later. "I’m lucky to have you as a friend, Niki."
Kaisel’s name draws her smile wider even as icewater churns low in her belly. The timing of it all still makes her want to fold in on herself if she thinks too long, like she hasn’t properly mourned Jack, but also can’t quite give herself over to the shimmer of something new. She tucks the feeling down, forces her smile into place, and nods. "You’re right—it isn’t all terrible."
The news about the spirit laying out his clothes makes her laugh outright, grin flashing. "That explains it," she crows, aqua eyes bright with mischief. "I’d noticed you dressing a little differently lately." Seems Niki's had a slightly different taste in fashion than the necromancer did.
Straightening, she claps her hands together as if the decision is final. "Then it's a date!" She rises in one fluid stretch, arms lifting overhead before she grins down at him, curls spilling around her shoulders. "You want something warm to drink for the walk back?" she asks, nodding up the road.
Kaisel’s name draws her smile wider even as icewater churns low in her belly. The timing of it all still makes her want to fold in on herself if she thinks too long, like she hasn’t properly mourned Jack, but also can’t quite give herself over to the shimmer of something new. She tucks the feeling down, forces her smile into place, and nods. "You’re right—it isn’t all terrible."
The news about the spirit laying out his clothes makes her laugh outright, grin flashing. "That explains it," she crows, aqua eyes bright with mischief. "I’d noticed you dressing a little differently lately." Seems Niki's had a slightly different taste in fashion than the necromancer did.
Straightening, she claps her hands together as if the decision is final. "Then it's a date!" She rises in one fluid stretch, arms lifting overhead before she grins down at him, curls spilling around her shoulders. "You want something warm to drink for the walk back?" she asks, nodding up the road.
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?







