in these wild, wild woods

Vervain can't help but smile to watch the easy antics of the boy-turned-god before her, the way he musses his hair and scrubs at his skin and hunkers down against the wood stove. "Don't burn yourself," she cautions as any mother would, turning in her seat so she can face him while they talk and while she continues to dab at her hair to dry it off. "You are too kind, Remi," she remarks softly, not that she believes him. Vai is too long in the tooth for that, these days. "You might well be right, though," she agrees about Zeph. "It's sad, but... it isn't my first rodeo. I'll brush myself off and just..." Just deal with it? Just be alone? She doesn't know right now - her life doesn't span much beyond the woods and the home she wants to carve out of them. "I was thinking of moving into the Sidhe Village, if they would have me." vervain well i'll rest my eyes and i'll let the earth breathe