“[say]Wonderful.[/say]” Rexanna chimes, flashing Deimos another bright grin. Plans in formation, things beginning to form, preparing for Deepfrost when the snows hit and everything else starts to become full of anxiety and frustrations. It was an entire ordeal in and of itself, the previous months being relatively quiet for the Grounds. It feels like something will certainly be afoot, wondering if something will start to burn down this year as well.
At least this year she doesn’t plan on going outside, without a very good reason at the very least.
So she downs the rest of the tea, going to stand and offer Deimos the rest of the scones should he want to take them home – a bribe perhaps? Knowing the sweet tooth that lingered beneath Deimos’ stony exterior? Before flashing another grin. “[say]Let me know if I can help with anything else.[/say]” She offers brightly, unsure what else he might have to add.
At least this year she doesn’t plan on going outside, without a very good reason at the very least.
So she downs the rest of the tea, going to stand and offer Deimos the rest of the scones should he want to take them home – a bribe perhaps? Knowing the sweet tooth that lingered beneath Deimos’ stony exterior? Before flashing another grin. “[say]Let me know if I can help with anything else.[/say]” She offers brightly, unsure what else he might have to add.
