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Flora’s response comes out before she can quite stop it, the words slipping free on instinct more than intention. "And you think someone you hardly know was offering you a spot out of merit and not just because she needs bodies to get her town up and running?" The moment it’s out there, she leans back with a soft sigh, shaking her head slightly, a flicker of apology crossing her face because—even if she believes it—that wasn’t particularly helpful.
Turning back to Soh, she exhales again, something almost disbelieving threading through her expression as she lets out a quiet, breathy laugh. "Soh," she says, shaking her head, the word soft but weighted, "you’re my best friend." Her brows lift slightly, like the logic should be obvious, like it doesn’t even need explaining. "You don’t get neutral me, of course I’m going to do everything I can to help you." There’s something almost stunned in the way she looks at her, like she genuinely can’t reconcile the idea that Soh would expect anything less, that Flora wouldn’t offer whatever she has, whatever she can, without hesitation.
Her fingers tighten slightly around Soh’s as she squeezes back, though she bites at the inside of her cheek when Colt’s feelings come up, something in that sitting wrong against everything they’d just said about honesty. It flickers across her face for a second before she lets it go, choosing not to pull that thread, even if it itches. Instead, she just shrugs, small and a little unconvinced, the motion saying enough on its own.
When Soh meets her gaze, Flora holds it, her expression softening into something quieter, sadder at the edges. "No, you are making sense," she says gently, nodding once. Another small shrug follows, her eyes dipping briefly before returning. "You’ve been saying you wanted to do something for...well, years now. Before Stormbreak even fell." She exhales, softer this time, her thumb brushing once more against Soh’s knuckles before her shoulders lift in a faint, uncertain shrug. "Well..I guess let me know what I can do," she says quietly, a small pause catching in the middle before she adds, just as softly, "or not do."
Turning back to Soh, she exhales again, something almost disbelieving threading through her expression as she lets out a quiet, breathy laugh. "Soh," she says, shaking her head, the word soft but weighted, "you’re my best friend." Her brows lift slightly, like the logic should be obvious, like it doesn’t even need explaining. "You don’t get neutral me, of course I’m going to do everything I can to help you." There’s something almost stunned in the way she looks at her, like she genuinely can’t reconcile the idea that Soh would expect anything less, that Flora wouldn’t offer whatever she has, whatever she can, without hesitation.
Her fingers tighten slightly around Soh’s as she squeezes back, though she bites at the inside of her cheek when Colt’s feelings come up, something in that sitting wrong against everything they’d just said about honesty. It flickers across her face for a second before she lets it go, choosing not to pull that thread, even if it itches. Instead, she just shrugs, small and a little unconvinced, the motion saying enough on its own.
When Soh meets her gaze, Flora holds it, her expression softening into something quieter, sadder at the edges. "No, you are making sense," she says gently, nodding once. Another small shrug follows, her eyes dipping briefly before returning. "You’ve been saying you wanted to do something for...well, years now. Before Stormbreak even fell." She exhales, softer this time, her thumb brushing once more against Soh’s knuckles before her shoulders lift in a faint, uncertain shrug. "Well..I guess let me know what I can do," she says quietly, a small pause catching in the middle before she adds, just as softly, "or not do."
Bad, bad boy, shiny toy with a price
You know that I bought it
You know that I bought it
