flora
Flora straightens as Noah turns toward the finished shrine, her breath still ghosting in front of her as she brushes stray cement dust from her gloves. When it comes fully into view, her brows lift high despite herself, aqua eyes tracing the lines and structure with open appreciation. "Ooooh,' she says softly at first, then with more warmth, "That’s super pretty." She steps closer, tilting her head slightly as she studies the details Nova brought to life, the way it balances sturdiness with something almost reverent. "Did you come up with the design," she asks, glancing back at Noah, "or did Safrin tell you what she wanted?"
When he mentions it will take all of them, she lets out a small, amused laugh, eyes flicking between Noah and Deimos with a sideways look that sparkles faintly. "Well," she drawls lightly, "I’m sure between the two of you, you could probably lift a mountain, but for sure i'll do my part." So saying she steps in without hesitation, reaching for the edge of the stone, fingers curling around it as she braces her boots more firmly against the packed earth. "Ready when you are."
When he mentions it will take all of them, she lets out a small, amused laugh, eyes flicking between Noah and Deimos with a sideways look that sparkles faintly. "Well," she drawls lightly, "I’m sure between the two of you, you could probably lift a mountain, but for sure i'll do my part." So saying she steps in without hesitation, reaching for the edge of the stone, fingers curling around it as she braces her boots more firmly against the packed earth. "Ready when you are."
lust's a liar, a short lived fire
it isn't what you and I are at all
it isn't what you and I are at all
