lights out

the rot will always be there, under the surface, waiting for your mask to decay

you swore to your parents that you would be virtuous

“We’d be glad to have you.” She offers him a wide grin, a raise of her newly filled glass in a small toast as the barkeep gives Noah a glass of water in place of the whiskey. She takes a quick sip before she’s speaking of the white dragon – infinitely curious if it were the same one, but not mentioning that thought as he speaks. A nod is given to him in response, unsure of why they had chosen a dragon (though something about attuneds being able to talk to them was definitely the reason) and she focuses on Noah’s implied words between the lines.

“Oh, but they did find the dragon. Adam and Peter as far as I know, still remain in the dragon’s den.” A soft sigh to that, a glance back down to her journal with the small amount of information she had on the subject before her iceberg gaze lifts back to Noah. “I’m used to it by now.” She offers with a small smile – and while she hadn’t been close to Adam, not like Peter and Deimos and Amalia had been, she’d still spent a few nights in the Greatwood’s Pit with Adam beside her.

Then, giving him a slight considering look, aiming to change the subject. “What about you?” She asks, wanting to learn more about him as well – who exactly she’d invited and accepted into her Guild, aside from simply being a hunter as well.

the things you've done, come to you in the night

and whisper 'you lied, you lied'

KIADA