there's so much time for me to speak up, but i keep quiet
As Nova crafts the illusion of what their sign could be, Caly’s grin brightens immensely, her laughter a trickle of warm light as she nods her approval. It’s perfect – exactly what she’s looking for as the idea forms fully in her head. She settles into the mud as a game plan forms in her mind, nodding slowly as she spreads some more of the mud between her fingers, the weight as relaxing as she thought it might be now that she’s not on edge.
“Yeah, exactly.” She agrees – but it never hurt to have a place to land, especially if and when the Ark wasn’t around. Being more stable here was probably a good plan, and one that Caly latches onto in a way that helps her try to find a new normal. Even when Nova suggests maybe a space that has an apartment above it, Caly perks up with the idea of it. “Oh yeah, that can prolly be somethin’?” She muses, nose scrunching as she runs through her mind the main drag of New Haven and what shops were available, already mentally prepping to go and talk to whomever she needed to about it.
“Yeah, exactly.” She agrees – but it never hurt to have a place to land, especially if and when the Ark wasn’t around. Being more stable here was probably a good plan, and one that Caly latches onto in a way that helps her try to find a new normal. Even when Nova suggests maybe a space that has an apartment above it, Caly perks up with the idea of it. “Oh yeah, that can prolly be somethin’?” She muses, nose scrunching as she runs through her mind the main drag of New Haven and what shops were available, already mentally prepping to go and talk to whomever she needed to about it.
Calypso
i'll complicate the mantra
