Seraphina
the artificer
it's cold, it's dark, it's deep and it's wet
and you ain't gonna make it if you don't let someone in
and you ain't gonna make it if you don't let someone in
“I am.” She chimes in turn, focused on grabbing the book and figuring out where he’d left off. It goes quicker now as she produces names and dates, as she watches him write them down. She does as instructed, flipping to the next section as he writes those down too and she airs them into the open. And only when she’s done and he steps back, does she close the book and set it on his desk to approach the panes with writing within them.
Her head tilts curiously, on the previous names before turning to the newer names and the dates of them, brows raising a small amount in surprise. “A recently made Vi demi?” It comes out almost as a whisper, surprise lacing through her. “Safrin’s… Ludo’s…” Just to name a few. She turns back to Finn with confusion and expectation clearly sat in her brow as she listens to him, a frown forming along her face.
“And what did you find?” She asks. Had there been a spike? Surely she could look at the panes and see but she’d rather get his input on it. It was his job after all.
Her head tilts curiously, on the previous names before turning to the newer names and the dates of them, brows raising a small amount in surprise. “A recently made Vi demi?” It comes out almost as a whisper, surprise lacing through her. “Safrin’s… Ludo’s…” Just to name a few. She turns back to Finn with confusion and expectation clearly sat in her brow as she listens to him, a frown forming along her face.
“And what did you find?” She asks. Had there been a spike? Surely she could look at the panes and see but she’d rather get his input on it. It was his job after all.
darlin', darlin', why don't you sleep at night?
the colder the heart, the warmer the gun
the colder the heart, the warmer the gun
