come out of the shade

She makes a sound akin to a scoffing sound, before it devolves into a smirk of amusement. “[say]Fiiiiine.[/say]” She whines, understanding the need of some secrecy at the end of the day, but yet still wanting and craving to attain knowledge others do not. In a way, it makes her special, and that’s all she’s really craving nowadays. A need to be noticed, special, seen and sought after.

But he asks her what she’s been up to, and she obliges, listing out her fairly boring life all things considered, until he questions whether Wessex is continuing her work in the Monster Hunter’s Guild. To which, Kiada nods slightly. “[say]I am considering sending her to Halo to seek out dragons.[/say]” She says thoughtfully, a hand reaching up to rest alongside her head, fingers tapping along her jaw.

It doesn’t last long, not as she tells Deimos of Harper and she can see beyond his silence at the inquiries, passing it off with a roll of her eyes. “[say]That was the last time I saw him, but he is amusing.[/say]” She comments with a quiet laugh, eyes narrowing as she looks to the Sword then with his comment of ballrooms and battlefields having their similarities. “[say]I suppose, but I’m still pretty bad at it.[/say]” She comments with a hum of brighter laughter.