WEAVER
Never forget what you are
for surely the world will not.
It’s good to hear him so happy. It lightens her heart to hear him yammering on about the shrines and Safrin. Yes, he is yammering, but since it’s been quite a while since he’s been able to do that and hear her in return, she doesn’t mind in the slightest. ”Well, thank Safrin then,” she says with a slight chuckle. ”Because someone else has to like you besides me and those spirits.” And apparently this girl in the Grounds.He goes on to tell her about the chick. Aisha. Not someone Weaver has run into, but she listens as Korbin sits down next to her. It’s nice not to have to write answers back to him, even if they still somehow are looking at paper and written words. Well, isn’t fate just hilarious. ”Well, thank Aisha as well. You probably owe her something in return, brother.” Not that he doesn’t know it, but she cannot help but point it out anyway. Halovian habits.
She nods as he asks if she needs help, not interrupting until he’s done though. A laugh escapes her at the mention of the luxere. ”Deimos seemed slightly horrified when I mentioned we eat them. Apparently the light from their antlers helps to keep the monsters away during LongNight there.” It makes sense they do not eat them, but in Halo, the luxere were one of their few resources. ”But we can add food, and I could use help naming some of these things. I’ve got a name of the one, Ice and Snow, but not much for anything else.”
She points at the next two drinks on the menu. Her favorite, the cider and whiskey combo, which tastes a whole lot like drinking not-sweet apple pie. Below that is the drink she’d made for Kiada, which maybe just ought to be called what it was: a chocolate peppermint martini. But her brother was always more clever with things like names than she was.
make it your strength
Then it can never be your weakness.
