PHOEBE
She pulled slightly on his hands to stand, Pim rising as well. His pink wings spread wide, conveniently blocking the side of her nearest the edge of the bridge. But even so, she winced ever so slightly as she finally pulled herself up to her feet. The tugging of skin over her knees pulled and pressed painfully on fresh and old burns, but it was only momentary. She pulled her face back to a neutral expression, still holding his hand as she nodded at his words. With the moment of despair past, it was easier for Phoebe to focus on making her way back home, putting one foot in front of the other as instructed, still holding onto his hands as if he might disappear if she let go.
"What kind of tea do you want?" she asked softly. He would know well she had enough various prepared leaves to make just about any imaginable sort of tea, medicinal or otherwise.
"What kind of tea do you want?" she asked softly. He would know well she had enough various prepared leaves to make just about any imaginable sort of tea, medicinal or otherwise.
those who are heartless once cared too much
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
