girls can be dangerous and still win
Hemming and hawing over the selection choices, the question gave her pause. “It was hard to tell?” When did one decide about dreams and reality? She’d never been given anything prophetic; Melita had learned to take things as they came, and reading in between the lines had never been her forte. The Honeybee didn’t exactly do subtle. “I mean, I don’t think shit being swallowed up is…a good thing?” She glanced at her uncle for confirmation, but since she’d potentially been the only one to see all this then…oof.
Picking up the Ludo configuration with taffy adorned and all over its mask, she sighed. “I’ll ask around when I get chance. I plan on seeing Ludo to get my cannon upgraded anyway.” Maybe he could ask Frey? But it was always hard to know if the other herald would care…nor her favored one, if she was honest. It seemed much more prone to amusements and antics, rather than anything of a serious nature. Maybe she was reading too much into it.
Picking up the Ludo configuration with taffy adorned and all over its mask, she sighed. “I’ll ask around when I get chance. I plan on seeing Ludo to get my cannon upgraded anyway.” Maybe he could ask Frey? But it was always hard to know if the other herald would care…nor her favored one, if she was honest. It seemed much more prone to amusements and antics, rather than anything of a serious nature. Maybe she was reading too much into it.
Melita
she knew exactly what she was doing when she invited the wild in
