Cordelia
Cordelia draws her cloak more tightly around her lithe frame, trying her best to keep the heat in and wishing desperately that she could wear the skin of her Luxere shift if only because it wouldn't be so cold, but she stays as is. The sudden exclamation coming from Remi's curls as her eyes snapping to the top of his head, brows lifting in surprise before a quiet laugh pushes past her lips at his companion's obvious displeasure at being displaced, "Who's that? A friend?" She's used to the companions of her counterparts. Deimos and Noah both have a menagerie of their own, but she's never been so lucky herself.
"It isn't common practice then? I was afraid I might be missing something." She confesses, wrinkling her nose and hunching her shoulders up towards her ears like that might keep her warm, but it does little for her. "What happened with Frey..? If you don't mind me asking. I've never known them to be... vindictive. Not that I've met them myself."
"It isn't common practice then? I was afraid I might be missing something." She confesses, wrinkling her nose and hunching her shoulders up towards her ears like that might keep her warm, but it does little for her. "What happened with Frey..? If you don't mind me asking. I've never known them to be... vindictive. Not that I've met them myself."
And all this time I have been lyin'
Oh, lyin' in secret to myself
Oh, lyin' in secret to myself
