karma's a relaxing thought, aren't you envious that for you it's not?
Flora flicks her hair daintily over her shoulder in response. It was never clear to her when Mateo was Playing A Role and when he was being earnest; case in point, just now Flora couldn't have said what might have been too vanilla for her brother's tastes. She both thought he'd be perfectly content ball-gaged and whipped as he would be spooned and petted to sleep, which made his evaluation a bit vague. She might have asked to borrow it if she wasn't horrified at the thought of sticky pages, despite knowing how meticulous Mateo was with his things.
Watching Mateo's fingers work against the innocuous shelf (but making a mental note that perhaps there should be more hidden levers and such in the guild), Flora hums with delight. "Oooooooh, I knew you would!" She sings, striding over to him and throwing her arms around his shoulders. "You're the best, and yes I absolutely would."
Watching Mateo's fingers work against the innocuous shelf (but making a mental note that perhaps there should be more hidden levers and such in the guild), Flora hums with delight. "Oooooooh, I knew you would!" She sings, striding over to him and throwing her arms around his shoulders. "You're the best, and yes I absolutely would."
