dont know where the lights are taking us
but something in the night is dangerous
but something in the night is dangerous
Ha! The corners of her mouth sneak into a half-smirk. Yeah, she can imagine. Which makes the offer of help appreciated. It seems like they’ve come to an easy kind of functional relationship, an understanding about the kind of person the other is (to some extent). “Thank you,” Wessex says to his offer, and nothing more as she finishes gathering up the unused sparring tools. “I’m glad. The world is probably a lot easier to navigate with full vision - and it’s only getting more dangerous and more complicated,” she muses aloud, shouldering the bag.
Nothing really needs to be said about the items he’s made, her/their half will end up in the Temple one way or another. So she flashes the man a slight smile as she begins to douse the torches. “Have a good rest of your night, Remi.”
{Fiiiiin?}
Nothing really needs to be said about the items he’s made, her/their half will end up in the Temple one way or another. So she flashes the man a slight smile as she begins to douse the torches. “Have a good rest of your night, Remi.”
{Fiiiiin?}
