Maeve
Maeve narrows her eyes at him, five seconds from sticking out her tongue, "Of course the person who can turn into four different flying creatures isn't afraid of heights." She huffs, jaw feathering as she tries to find it in herself to step forward. He was clearly enjoying this way too much. Asshole. "How the actual fuck do you expect me to trust this bridge?" She grumbles and if he looks closely he'd be able to see how her hands tremble.
"Might keep your head, but can't promise you'd keep anything else." Aurelia was down right terrifying bright now when it came to the Nightshade. Something that she wasn't expecting if she was being honest. Not that she minded. His grin does make her smile just a little, the corners of her mouth twitching up as she edges a little further forward, drawing in a shaky breath and keeping her eyes trained on him. This was a terrible idea. The worst thing she's ever done. "Yeah, I probably can, but I'm not going to be fast by any means." Especially not when she steps and the bridge sways and her eyes squeeze close. Nope. Definitely not fast.
"Might keep your head, but can't promise you'd keep anything else." Aurelia was down right terrifying bright now when it came to the Nightshade. Something that she wasn't expecting if she was being honest. Not that she minded. His grin does make her smile just a little, the corners of her mouth twitching up as she edges a little further forward, drawing in a shaky breath and keeping her eyes trained on him. This was a terrible idea. The worst thing she's ever done. "Yeah, I probably can, but I'm not going to be fast by any means." Especially not when she steps and the bridge sways and her eyes squeeze close. Nope. Definitely not fast.
But the cut of your love never hurts, baby
It's a sweet butter knife
It's a sweet butter knife
