I'm a lady, like whoa
I could bring you to your knees
Weaver lets the fire drop from her hand, pitching them back into the cover of evening. ”If you really must know, I am going to the market to go find some sort of treat. And if you are going to tag along, do so like a normal human and not a stalker.” It is the best opening he is going to get, and he can take it or leave it. She gives him a minute to make a move before she turns around and begins to walk to her destination, far more directly now that she knows who is behind her.
weaver
get you kicked out the Garden of Eden