Calan
Oria trills back at Carlo in greeting, her tiny face turning toward Finch with a neutral expression on her oddly human-like face. The offer of cake does something to her dark eyes, though; they brighten as she flits from Calan’s shoulder to Carlo’s and holds out both small hands for a piece of the honeyed treasure.
"Yep," Calan says, nodding to confirm that their dads have indeed brought them, which feels like useful information for Finch to have before he does anything stupid, like pick them up by their wrists. "Our sister is here too, but she’s off with her fiiiancceee," he adds, drawing the word out in a sing-song of concentrated disgust as his nose wrinkles.
He watches Finch declare that he ought to keep clear of their dads, then watches him head in precisely the direction of the men he’s just been warned about. Calan glances at Carlo, head tilting in a silent question, before reaching out for a small piece of honey cake.
Calan is standing with Carlo, watching Zavien about to be pickpocketed!
"Yep," Calan says, nodding to confirm that their dads have indeed brought them, which feels like useful information for Finch to have before he does anything stupid, like pick them up by their wrists. "Our sister is here too, but she’s off with her fiiiancceee," he adds, drawing the word out in a sing-song of concentrated disgust as his nose wrinkles.
He watches Finch declare that he ought to keep clear of their dads, then watches him head in precisely the direction of the men he’s just been warned about. Calan glances at Carlo, head tilting in a silent question, before reaching out for a small piece of honey cake.
Calan is standing with Carlo, watching Zavien about to be pickpocketed!
you are a victim of the rules you live by
Code stolen from Queen Sky
