Let's commit the perfect crime.
Turning away from Calla and all that nEgAtIvItY, Nova is immensely happy that she has her sister to make the festival funner. She flicks her hair in a dismissive gesture, tiny snowflakes and sparkles acting as middle finger while she links arms with her sister this time. "Yes!" she exclaims about honey.
Their close proximity lets Calypso share in some of her colder air, her grin bright as she searches for the stall her sister had spotted. "Do they have flavors? What about something cold? Oh! Are those frozen?!" The stand appears busy - probably because of the icy box containing tiny jars of honey that appear frozen - and Nova can barely contain herself from pushing through the crowd to grab at the sweet treat.
Their close proximity lets Calypso share in some of her colder air, her grin bright as she searches for the stall her sister had spotted. "Do they have flavors? What about something cold? Oh! Are those frozen?!" The stand appears busy - probably because of the icy box containing tiny jars of honey that appear frozen - and Nova can barely contain herself from pushing through the crowd to grab at the sweet treat.
Nova
I'll steal your heart, and you steal mine.
