Seraphina
the artificer
She clucks her tongue to him as he chides her, but there’s a smile that lingers on her face regardless. She digs into her meal until there’s hardly anything left, pushing the plate forward and sitting back in her chair so she might get a better view of the blueprints, her attention flickering toward the way the blueprints construct it.
Sera watches as he leans in to inspect it, a brilliant laugh leaving her lips. “Well then it sounds like you might need some reinforcements.” A brow raises toward him, a hand taken off the blueprints to gesture to herself as if to say she could do exactly that.
As for what she intends it to be, she watches the way he points to the arched windows. “I’m hurt, Giddy.” She hums, feigning dramatics with a heart on her chest. But she recovers quickly, no offense taken, leaning over toward him as if she might tell him a secret. “Arched windows are my favorites.”
Sera watches as he leans in to inspect it, a brilliant laugh leaving her lips. “Well then it sounds like you might need some reinforcements.” A brow raises toward him, a hand taken off the blueprints to gesture to herself as if to say she could do exactly that.
As for what she intends it to be, she watches the way he points to the arched windows. “I’m hurt, Giddy.” She hums, feigning dramatics with a heart on her chest. But she recovers quickly, no offense taken, leaning over toward him as if she might tell him a secret. “Arched windows are my favorites.”
stitch it together kid, i know you know better
