I'd burn my house down just to hear them scream my name
Flora grins and nods, because whatever sadness might be tucked behind Ronin’s smile, Zavien and Sohalia are still easier to think about in the bright, ridiculous glow of new love and badly-timed pregnancy than anything heavier. "Yeah, Zavien. I did mention to him that he could come and work with you and the soldiers, since I assume he’ll be moving here to be with Soh?" Her head tilts slightly, curls shifting over one shoulder as she glances down the beach and then back again. "She’s been spending a bunch of time in King’s End, but I can’t really see her moving there. Especially not with a new baby." Not when Torchline has sun and sea and people who already know how to orbit her gently, not to mention all the amenities and upgrades of a large region.
At Ronin’s correction, Flora gives him an affectionate roll of her eyes. "Well, Mom’s side has, like...a ninety-nine percent twin rate, going back like a thousand generations, so.." The easy retort fades as he continues, and for once Flora doesn’t immediately wedge something sharp into the opening. Some petty part of her wants to point out that if parenting is the most fulfilling thing he’s ever done, he sure does apologize a lot for fucking it up, but the thought stays behind her teeth instead of being allowed out into the warm coastal air.
She only sighs softly, nodding as her gaze drops for a moment before she looks back up at him with a crooked smile and a small shrug. "Well, it’s like you said. If we want to play parent, we’ve got Carlo and Calan, and Soh’s baby soon enough." Her smile pulls a little brighter at that, pleased despite the enormity of it. "She asked me to be its godmother."
At Ronin’s correction, Flora gives him an affectionate roll of her eyes. "Well, Mom’s side has, like...a ninety-nine percent twin rate, going back like a thousand generations, so.." The easy retort fades as he continues, and for once Flora doesn’t immediately wedge something sharp into the opening. Some petty part of her wants to point out that if parenting is the most fulfilling thing he’s ever done, he sure does apologize a lot for fucking it up, but the thought stays behind her teeth instead of being allowed out into the warm coastal air.
She only sighs softly, nodding as her gaze drops for a moment before she looks back up at him with a crooked smile and a small shrug. "Well, it’s like you said. If we want to play parent, we’ve got Carlo and Calan, and Soh’s baby soon enough." Her smile pulls a little brighter at that, pleased despite the enormity of it. "She asked me to be its godmother."
I've carried hopes & heavy day dreams, but i'm all done with sleepin'
