this is why we can't have nice things, honey
Being told that you're right when you've still more venom to spit, just leaves it pooling unhappily in your own gut. Perhaps that's why Flora felt suddenly sick, and why the colour in her cheeks both drained and brightened in equal measure. 'Well I'm so glad that Enzo's death could be used as such a teachable moment." She snarls, but it's soft. All bark, no more bite.
Well...maybe not no more bite.
Turning towards Ronin, her lips twisted into something uncharacteristically ugly, she narrows her eyes and gives her head a disappointed head shake. "Is that really what your charm amounts to? A few I'm sorrys and then some cute quip to tie it up?" Flora feels ill, and all she can hope is that if she vomits, some of it will get onto Ronin's ugly pants. "You realizing you're shit as a parent and your son is a shit brother doesn't make anything better. And—" Because honestly, now she just wanted to go home and eat a bunch of chocolate.
"—you aren't as funny as you think you are."
So saying, Flora sniffs, and offers the Huntsman an entirely fake smile before grabbing at the paisley cloth. She's sure Mateo will hate it.
~FIN
Well...maybe not no more bite.
Turning towards Ronin, her lips twisted into something uncharacteristically ugly, she narrows her eyes and gives her head a disappointed head shake. "Is that really what your charm amounts to? A few I'm sorrys and then some cute quip to tie it up?" Flora feels ill, and all she can hope is that if she vomits, some of it will get onto Ronin's ugly pants. "You realizing you're shit as a parent and your son is a shit brother doesn't make anything better. And—" Because honestly, now she just wanted to go home and eat a bunch of chocolate.
"—you aren't as funny as you think you are."
So saying, Flora sniffs, and offers the Huntsman an entirely fake smile before grabbing at the paisley cloth. She's sure Mateo will hate it.
~FIN
