we write out the ends on our palms, then forget to read
Flora nods, lips curving wryly. "Yeah, it’s an apology where you say you’re sorry but then immediately start explaining why what you did wasn’t actually wrong," she says, her tone half exasperation, half amusement. "It sort of cancels itself out. Like emotional math."
She hums in agreement as he mentions the regional quest, her expression softening. "That’s the one. As much as I’d love to make my first solo RQ something fun and flashy, I’m trying to be responsible." Her grin turns a little sheepish at the word, like it still feels new in her mouth. "So I’m going to make it so Torchline’s healing water can extend past our borders."
The rain begins to ease as they pass under the canopies that line the street, so Flora lowers her umbrella and gives it a little shake. She gives a small shrug, brushing her shoulder against Niki's in passing. "I dunno, but I doubt Remi’s the only one. Same as there’s bound to be more phoenixes and pegasi somewhere." And all the other mythical things the demigods could become. Her gaze drifts toward the far-off grey shimmer of the sea visible between rooftops, eyes narrowing in thought. "They’re probably all tucked away up in the Cordillera, or hiding way beneath the ocean."
She hums in agreement as he mentions the regional quest, her expression softening. "That’s the one. As much as I’d love to make my first solo RQ something fun and flashy, I’m trying to be responsible." Her grin turns a little sheepish at the word, like it still feels new in her mouth. "So I’m going to make it so Torchline’s healing water can extend past our borders."
The rain begins to ease as they pass under the canopies that line the street, so Flora lowers her umbrella and gives it a little shake. She gives a small shrug, brushing her shoulder against Niki's in passing. "I dunno, but I doubt Remi’s the only one. Same as there’s bound to be more phoenixes and pegasi somewhere." And all the other mythical things the demigods could become. Her gaze drifts toward the far-off grey shimmer of the sea visible between rooftops, eyes narrowing in thought. "They’re probably all tucked away up in the Cordillera, or hiding way beneath the ocean."
