the crooked kind

R E X A N N A golden child, lion girl — tell me what it’s like to conquer. As Remi spoke, her brows furrowed together in understanding yet agreeable frustration. What that god wanted or didn’t want wasn’t clear, and Rexanna had made it a purpose of hers to try and figure out what they wanted. If it helped Remi in any way, that was great, but she’d rather not try and appease the gods with him again for fear of something else happening. Perhaps the god might be more willing to talk about it another day, after they hadn’t disturbed their shrine. Yet as Rexanna apologized, Remi offered her a warm smile despite everything and her gut churned further, her brows inching a bit closer together again at his appreciation. Well, at least he didn’t hate her; she couldn’t bear the thought of it. But he suggested leaving and she nodded perhaps a bit too enthusiastically as her sapphire gaze slipped back to the shrine with a small huff. “You’re right. We should go.” She began, her attention slipping back toward Remi. “I hope you wouldn’t mind if we cross paths again.” Her voice was calm and gentle despite the turmoil within her, still finding ways to apologize without actually saying it. Then she nodded to Remi and with one final glance at the shrine, she began her trip back away from the shrine and the glade, hopeful it would be the last terrible encounter in a while. thanks for the thread Odd <333 Rex out! fearless child, broken girl — tell me what it’s like to burn.