BASTIEN
Bastien returned the hug and smiled, already thinking of ways for their two guilds to mesh together. While there was a part of him that looked at the building and missed the optimism of his church-making days, he was pleased to see that the building continued to be used for worthwhile pursuits.Just as he had ushered people to a backroom before, Lily did now, and Bastien knew full well what it meant. He was eager to follow but for a moment looked to Rexanna, squeezed her hand, a silent question: Is this okay? He had always been a man of free love and affection but they had not discussed it. If Rexanna did not want him to join the rest, he would not.
If she approved he would follow into the room and smile wide as he felt the metaphorical heat touch him. He leaned against the wall and ran a hand down Rexanna's side before letting go of her hand to speak. "Ah, you've made the place shine. And perhaps our mistake is fortuitous. We are all dressed well, and that is never a bad thing."
I am still waiting for the visions
Possession has yet to take hold of me
We all want to burn on a pyre
So tell me what kind of witch are you
Possession has yet to take hold of me
We all want to burn on a pyre
So tell me what kind of witch are you
