sometimes we break so beautiful and you know you're not the only one
i breathe you in so sweet and powerful
Oh how Amun didn’t quite know where to pick his battles, so it seems. All she can do is quietly roll her eyes at his response, muscles clenching in her jaw as she refrains from lashing out at the fellow Ascended – her brother of a sort – while he goes on his tirade. And when Bastien turns to look at her with just as much bewilderment at the outburst let alone the frustration within that look, her chin dips in a swift nod – reaching forward to pick up the piece that had fallen off.
And gods how she loves this man. But of course, he hadn’t been too specific, and she isn’t quite thinking when she goes to add to it, despite the approving and loving look she sends back toward Bastien. “The Voice took some of our power.” She explains, though her tone is flat and full of exhaustion before her verdant gaze flits up to try and capture Amun’s attention with all the precision their race is wonderful at. “We’re expecting.” A tilt of her head as if it was all the explanation required, a cock of her brow as if she dared him to argue with her and Bastien about it.
And gods how she loves this man. But of course, he hadn’t been too specific, and she isn’t quite thinking when she goes to add to it, despite the approving and loving look she sends back toward Bastien. “The Voice took some of our power.” She explains, though her tone is flat and full of exhaustion before her verdant gaze flits up to try and capture Amun’s attention with all the precision their race is wonderful at. “We’re expecting.” A tilt of her head as if it was all the explanation required, a cock of her brow as if she dared him to argue with her and Bastien about it.
like a wildfire burning up inside my lungs
i'm burning up, i'm burning up, i'm burning up
REXANNA
