flora
Pursing her lips in an attempt to keep her emotions in check, Flora sniffles loudly and rubs at one eye with the back of her arm. Watching as the courier pulled out a jar, the girl waited for just a moment to see if there was anything else accompanying it. When Tal didn't reach back into the bag, she nibbled at the inside of her lip and glanced back down toward his shoes. "I guess the treeflit probably died..?" She asked in a breathy sigh, reaching for the jar and looking at it curiously.
Flora still had a quest to finish, and with Enzo gone the very last thing she wanted to do was put effort into anything. Whether or not there really had been a skyboat was now entirely irrelevant, at least in Flora's mind. Though it was too bad she didn't know the courier was maybe trying to bang her mom; that sort of knowledge would have absolutely come in handy. As it was, she could only hope he'd take pity on her, you know, because of her twin dying and all, and somehow produce the bug she needed.
Flora still had a quest to finish, and with Enzo gone the very last thing she wanted to do was put effort into anything. Whether or not there really had been a skyboat was now entirely irrelevant, at least in Flora's mind. Though it was too bad she didn't know the courier was maybe trying to bang her mom; that sort of knowledge would have absolutely come in handy. As it was, she could only hope he'd take pity on her, you know, because of her twin dying and all, and somehow produce the bug she needed.
Every single thing I touch becomes sick with sadness
'Cause it's all over now, all out to sea
'Cause it's all over now, all out to sea
