(SE) running red lights

i wanted to be ruined —

a little more than i wanted

— to be loved

He settles in to explain, and she grows positively pleased with the results of this, nodding along as he starts. She scribbles ‘uncommon’ beneath the line for dragon, a section for Whites and possibly more though she doesn’t ask for it. Not yet, anyway, before her gaze flickers up to linger along the panes of his face once more. He speaks well for being deaf, and she wonders if he’s always been this way or if it had slowly occurred.

Again, a question for another day.

But she watches when he leans down a bit closer to her, and she sips from the glass again as she listens — patiently absorbing what he says before she goes to write it down. Her gaze flicks back up when he mentions ningos and spots the sly look, her smile shifting to something feline and amused, a chime of laughter leaving her lips though he couldn’t hear it. She leans toward him again, pen in hand, and scribbles onto the sheet. Liar. Those fat pale birds could hardly fly let alone take someone out.

Maybe if it fell from the top of the citadel directly onto someone. But… Either way, she’s infinitely amused, the feeling bouncing around the attuned bond around her without realizing it.

KIADA