to heal a wound, you need to stop touching it
"A good luck charm? I'll believe it, given that this is the first five minutes I've had without a crisis all morning," Vai says, snorting at his exaggerated reaction to her swatting, though she's more interested by now in seeing whatever it is he's doing with the plates and the bag he's brought with him. "You turned out just fine, but it's never too late for a little kindness to balance out the tough love, hm?" She winks, then raises an eyebrow at the marked change in his tone.
"So I have heard," she drawls, mischief in the witch's eyes. "I was told by your husband that I am to watch Torchline while he has one weekend to... oh, how did he put it?" She pretends to ponder, suddenly snapping her fingers as the memory hits. "Ah, that was it! One weekend to get railed." Tilting her head at Nate, she invites him to extrapolate.
Vai is absolutely food motivated, something she imagines the Ascended will have realised by now, so all wickedness vanishes from her expression when he turns and produces a frankly-delicious smelling bowl of food. "Damn," she blurts, accepting it carefully and grinning. "Thank you. If I ever needed motivation to take care of the town while you're gone, this is it."
"So I have heard," she drawls, mischief in the witch's eyes. "I was told by your husband that I am to watch Torchline while he has one weekend to... oh, how did he put it?" She pretends to ponder, suddenly snapping her fingers as the memory hits. "Ah, that was it! One weekend to get railed." Tilting her head at Nate, she invites him to extrapolate.
Vai is absolutely food motivated, something she imagines the Ascended will have realised by now, so all wickedness vanishes from her expression when he turns and produces a frankly-delicious smelling bowl of food. "Damn," she blurts, accepting it carefully and grinning. "Thank you. If I ever needed motivation to take care of the town while you're gone, this is it."
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