if it doesn't burn a little
She chuckles slightly, nodding, willing to wait. ”I think we will have a lot to discuss around the fire of the Kraai. You may find yourself in Halo more than you like,” she teases. ”Though I suppose conversations on the beach are also not terrible.” Bare feet have become a luxury that Weaver enjoys a bit too much, and she often ends up carrying her boots in one hand or managing to shove them in her pack.
They continue to walk, beginning to leave the Greatwood behind, and she is not sorry to see it go. For all the exploring she does, this is not one of the areas she spends very much time in. She has not tried to force her way into any place she does not belong, and barely ventures too far into the woods at all. She is respectful of the fae, and also just not in the mood to be caught in their magical forest by gods only know what.
”You know,” she says, mischief in her voice. ”Technically Halo has a decent amount of water. Probably more than Torchline…” Her voice is clearly playful, for frozen water is not the same as the sea. Though she knows what he means, she is incapable of not poking fun when the opportunity arises. ”The VlamVloed sounds like the perfect place to dry off,” she agrees, following him as he heads in that direction. Perhaps she would get a drink before heading back to Halo.
(finished)
They continue to walk, beginning to leave the Greatwood behind, and she is not sorry to see it go. For all the exploring she does, this is not one of the areas she spends very much time in. She has not tried to force her way into any place she does not belong, and barely ventures too far into the woods at all. She is respectful of the fae, and also just not in the mood to be caught in their magical forest by gods only know what.
”You know,” she says, mischief in her voice. ”Technically Halo has a decent amount of water. Probably more than Torchline…” Her voice is clearly playful, for frozen water is not the same as the sea. Though she knows what he means, she is incapable of not poking fun when the opportunity arises. ”The VlamVloed sounds like the perfect place to dry off,” she agrees, following him as he heads in that direction. Perhaps she would get a drink before heading back to Halo.
(finished)
-- weaver
then what's the point in playing with fire?
