the night is lovely as a rose

Vai ought to have known that there would be shitfuckery to follow. This was Zeph, and where he walked, chaos ran in his wake. She allows him to toast his bread against her own, though what exactly for she doesn’t know. Until, of course, she does know, and the urge to duck down at the chorus of squawks only marginally overtakes the urge to reach for an arrow that isn’t there. Shooting at hels that are apparently her man’s lackeys probably isn’t a good first impression. ”Whoa...!” Used to animals, she’s at least still as one of the birds takes to her shoulder, munching on the hunk of bread, and she gives Haku a few encouraging clicks of her tongue for his trouble. ”Ready for what, pray tell?” she inquires, raising her eyebrows at Zeph, though she’s beginning to put two and two together. ”You’re going to make us walk on water.” vervain I am always on your side