EVIE
there ain't no doubt in no ones mind
"And did you get what you needed? Was it worth it?" Perhaps it's cruel to push, to ask, when already he has admitted to being reminded of the foolishness of going out during LongNight. But Evie is also curious, wonders what could have possibly been enough of a driving force to get Sam out that door. What was it he'd been seeking? And had he found it in the end? Evie's nose wrinkles slightly at his decision to simply grasp the snake behind the head the entire way. "They are usually found in satchels and sleeping rolls, if we can lure it inside you can just take mine." If she can avoid any kind of violence or discomfort on the snake's behalf she'll do her best to ensure it. Though she'd kill it for Sam's sake, she'd rather have it be comfortably transported in what are potentially its last moments.
Their target comes into view, and Evie crouches when Sam does, peering at the snake he points out and hesitating. "They're drawn to warmth...maybe I should try to coax it down and you can be ready with the bag?" The weather was warming slowly this spring, hopefully the hanging snake would be more inclined to find a warm host instead of biting her. Seeing as how she was the only one of the two of them who could still emit warmth, that leaves the task to her. Edging forward she lifts her arm, reaching it out towards the snake slowly and then pausing, just in case it wants to taste or scent her. Keeping her breaths even to still the minor anxiety in her veins.
that love's the finest thing around
