I want to dance on the horizon line, but there is something I am caged behind
Amalia said something to that same effect, so Lily takes the advice for what it’s worth with a hum of acknowledgement. She can hear the disinterest, feel it in the bond (that she’s still getting used to), and yet… and yet he has proven that he knows something she needs to know. Normally the entertainer is pretty respectful about fucking off when she knows she isn’t wanted, but if this is life or death… Wait! she blurts out, hoping to keep the alchemist-hawk there. I’m sorry, you don’t sound like you want to stick around. But – I don’t know how to fly.
It’s not his job to teach her. She won’t guilt him into it, and really, she’s not even asking. But if he could find the patience to maybe give her a quick lesson, she’d be forever grateful. Like always.
It’s not his job to teach her. She won’t guilt him into it, and really, she’s not even asking. But if he could find the patience to maybe give her a quick lesson, she’d be forever grateful. Like always.
