said i was the best simultaneously the worst
Luckily for Noe, Thorn doesn’t have a bone in his body that would suggest he’d want to hurt anyone – whether intentional or not. There’s no nefarious means underneath, whether they’re realized or not. He’s a healer, an architect, a courtesan. A man of many masks, but all in a way that would suggest he wants to better people, not be the reason to bring them down. So as their plans take form, excitement spurs in his gut in tandem with her, flashing a warm smile her way.
He laughs softly to hear her groan about the memory mud, the disaster that it was. He remembers being in the Grounds for the Blood Moon Festival and all of the mud that had seemed caked to the region. He hopes they fare better this coming year. “Hopefully. Or at least.. cleaner?” His brows pinch, lips pursing in thought before he shakes his head and snorts, shrugging shortly after. Who knows, really.
“Where’re you stayin’ while you’re here?” He asks in a swift shift, unable to remember if he’d asked her before they’d gone to survey the property or not, but he sips form his coffee and gives her his attention, seafoam gaze taking in whatever answer she has.
He laughs softly to hear her groan about the memory mud, the disaster that it was. He remembers being in the Grounds for the Blood Moon Festival and all of the mud that had seemed caked to the region. He hopes they fare better this coming year. “Hopefully. Or at least.. cleaner?” His brows pinch, lips pursing in thought before he shakes his head and snorts, shrugging shortly after. Who knows, really.
“Where’re you stayin’ while you’re here?” He asks in a swift shift, unable to remember if he’d asked her before they’d gone to survey the property or not, but he sips form his coffee and gives her his attention, seafoam gaze taking in whatever answer she has.
Hawthorn
and best case scenario, i should be cursed
