girls can be dangerous and still win
She hummed by the trinkets, glancing this way and that before determining none of those caught her eye, still toying around the subject line like a cat might bat at a mouse. “Oh, so you did get a quest!” came on a more excited tone, her smile there, meeting her eyes, rather than basking in the potential for ruin. “I didn’t hear from you, so I wasn’t sure.” Nor had Iskra, she presumed, as much as the three of them had discussed assistance in pursuit of said heart. “What do they have you doing?”
Her brow arched, the grin remaining, though she was somewhat distracted at the next kiosk by the sumptuous unfurling of treats. “She said you were…surprisingly happy.” She left him to fill in the gaps there, if he so chose – more details were likely to follow, as she was trying to pry apart the seams and all the unsaid matters. "Did she apologize for all that shit?"
Her brow arched, the grin remaining, though she was somewhat distracted at the next kiosk by the sumptuous unfurling of treats. “She said you were…surprisingly happy.” She left him to fill in the gaps there, if he so chose – more details were likely to follow, as she was trying to pry apart the seams and all the unsaid matters. "Did she apologize for all that shit?"
Melita
she knew exactly what she was doing when she invited the wild in
