Evie
I see what lies heavy on your heart
Ducking is almost instinctual, too absorbed in her newfound treasure to do more than react to her peripherals and the sight of Deimos hunching similarly at her side. She can't help but snort at the simplistic naming - "Well, duh," she mutters mostly to herself, amused. "It would be perfect for the greenhouse, I'll have to see if it has any companion planting benefits but it would be a great divider or space filler..." It rambles on in a stream of murmured but excited tones, fiddling with the remaining grass in her hands, using her nails to split them and investigate their inner structures.
Only the lure of further enticing information draws her from the deepening rabbit hole she finds herself sliding down, and like a magpie she lifts her head with a new gleam in her eye. "Are they like melted areas of memory snow, maybe?" It would make sense for Deimos to see mountains in a pool of water connected to memory; every cell in his body seems tuned for the peaks and ridges of those snowy peaks. It would entirely depend on what any companions nearby had seen.
Only the lure of further enticing information draws her from the deepening rabbit hole she finds herself sliding down, and like a magpie she lifts her head with a new gleam in her eye. "Are they like melted areas of memory snow, maybe?" It would make sense for Deimos to see mountains in a pool of water connected to memory; every cell in his body seems tuned for the peaks and ridges of those snowy peaks. It would entirely depend on what any companions nearby had seen.
and the strength you still keep inside
