I'd burn my house down just to hear them scream my name
Flora laughs despite herself, because the horrifying thing is that none of what Ronin is suggesting sounds particularly impossible anymore. "Yeah, or they just channel themselves out of it," she points out, grinning. "And now that they can talk, I bet they can ask the spirits for way more help."
Nodding at his request, Flora lifts her brows as if to say that any identical boys sprinting through LongNight with suspicious amounts of confidence will immediately be reported to the appropriate exhausted fathers. "Oh, for sure," she says. "If I see them doing anything insane, you’ll know."
As the conversation shifts, her amusement softens, and her expression follows Ronin’s into something gentler. Her lips twitch slightly, not quite with humour this time so much as the instinct to offer something, even if she isn’t sure what shape that something is meant to take. "Oh, well..." Flora says, glancing briefly toward the sand before looking back up at him. "Maybe Vi could...I dunno, show you what it would have been like?" She winces faintly at her own suggestion, aware that it might not be the same as actually living through it. "Or...I mean, could you borrow Isla’s baby?" Again, not the same, but maybe it was something?
Nodding at his request, Flora lifts her brows as if to say that any identical boys sprinting through LongNight with suspicious amounts of confidence will immediately be reported to the appropriate exhausted fathers. "Oh, for sure," she says. "If I see them doing anything insane, you’ll know."
As the conversation shifts, her amusement softens, and her expression follows Ronin’s into something gentler. Her lips twitch slightly, not quite with humour this time so much as the instinct to offer something, even if she isn’t sure what shape that something is meant to take. "Oh, well..." Flora says, glancing briefly toward the sand before looking back up at him. "Maybe Vi could...I dunno, show you what it would have been like?" She winces faintly at her own suggestion, aware that it might not be the same as actually living through it. "Or...I mean, could you borrow Isla’s baby?" Again, not the same, but maybe it was something?
I've carried hopes & heavy day dreams, but i'm all done with sleepin'
