Flora
"Oh, I don’t ask questions about dragon digestion," Flora says breezily, grinning as she lifts her brows and lets her shoulders rise in a shrug. "She could probably swallow a horseshoe and come out glittering." Still, there’s no doubt in her tone as she adds, "But I think you’ll do just fine. Spice has a soft spot for people with gentle hands and good intentions. She only mauls people who deserve it."
As Niki smirks in her direction, her expression narrows into something thoughtful and puckered, lips pursing and eyes squinting like she’s about to accuse him of something, only to be sidetracked entirely by the faint whistle from the kitchen.
Her head tilts, one brow arching, then she lets out a hum and a shrug, deciding, "Honestly? Even if it doesn’t summon the blanket, a cup of tea sounds amazing right about now." With a flick of her fingers she gestures grandly for him to take the lead. "After you, sir spirit negotiator."
As Niki smirks in her direction, her expression narrows into something thoughtful and puckered, lips pursing and eyes squinting like she’s about to accuse him of something, only to be sidetracked entirely by the faint whistle from the kitchen.
Her head tilts, one brow arching, then she lets out a hum and a shrug, deciding, "Honestly? Even if it doesn’t summon the blanket, a cup of tea sounds amazing right about now." With a flick of her fingers she gestures grandly for him to take the lead. "After you, sir spirit negotiator."
passion is a passing thing, it's accidental chemistry
caught up in a feelin', it can be deceivin'.
this is like breaking for me
caught up in a feelin', it can be deceivin'.
this is like breaking for me
Code stolen from Queen Sky
