to be lit up from within
vein by vein
Turning her gaze slightly downward so only Seven could see her imitating expression about the cannon statement, the other response elicited a bout of inquiries immediately running through her head. Did Ludo have a kitchen? How did that all operate? Did the Gods have to eat, or was it a choice? If she became distracted enough, would that make the chocolate melt faster?Returning to her previous position with one last scratch given to the sear cat (hey, some had started to melt!), she grabbed at her wooden spoon and began stirring in earnest. Heaving a sigh, but figuring the compromise would work, considering some mutual back and forth and the ship wouldn’t go up in flames from this incident, the youth agreed. “Fiiiine,” she uttered, moving faster as the rest began to pool.
Chancing a glance to see how many Jack had eaten, she then snagged the pot off of the stove, alleviating most of the worries (she figured), moving it to a safer location while she got the rest of the pretzels ready. Using a fork, she grabbed the first, dipping it into the container until it was completely submerged. "You can try this too, if you want," she offered with a cheeky grin - you know, to speed the process along.
to be the sun
MELITA
