// i could get lost in pillowed dreams //
She spies the flicker of annoyance and frustration in her sister’s face and it offers some semblance of relief. Because at least it was a different emotion rather than the husk she’s become. “Yeah, and?” She asks, clearly not taking it as intense as Nova has. She nibbles on her lip as she hears her sister continue, the deflation in the I failed her that still makes it sound like it was the worst possible result.
So, rather than give in to her, she remains leaning against the railing and peers out over the desert below, picking out the sunshine pools from this height. “So you failed once. Jus’ don’t let it happen again. S’not like she disowned you as her kid. She’s lettin’ ya try again.” Here, her own little frustration blooms in her as she tilts her head toward her sister and glances at her sidelong. “So are ya gonna fight to prove t’her you can do it or are ya gonna keep wallowin’?”
So, rather than give in to her, she remains leaning against the railing and peers out over the desert below, picking out the sunshine pools from this height. “So you failed once. Jus’ don’t let it happen again. S’not like she disowned you as her kid. She’s lettin’ ya try again.” Here, her own little frustration blooms in her as she tilts her head toward her sister and glances at her sidelong. “So are ya gonna fight to prove t’her you can do it or are ya gonna keep wallowin’?”
Calypso
// caught in a stitch of what could be //
