SOLEIL
the light of dawn is coming
Diana watches Boreal as one might watch a particularly gruesome hotdog eating contest; unable to look away, but with both intrigue and disgust in plentiful supply. Soleil snorts a laugh at her primness and leaves her to it, much the same way it seems Tal leaves Boreal to her fun.
Soleil beams at his approval, though she winces slightly when his own effort doesn't obtain the same results. Hopping over toward him, Soleil touches his shoulder and smiles more intimately, something small and encouraging. "I think it just caught some of the silt debris. Maybe if we tie another rope to the other end of the jar and lower it in while I hold it from the other side of the pool?" She would rather find a fix for his own idea than decree hers to be the best solution and force him to fall in line with it. Her own jar is only half-full anyway, so they have at least a few more tries to experiment if they want to.
Soleil beams at his approval, though she winces slightly when his own effort doesn't obtain the same results. Hopping over toward him, Soleil touches his shoulder and smiles more intimately, something small and encouraging. "I think it just caught some of the silt debris. Maybe if we tie another rope to the other end of the jar and lower it in while I hold it from the other side of the pool?" She would rather find a fix for his own idea than decree hers to be the best solution and force him to fall in line with it. Her own jar is only half-full anyway, so they have at least a few more tries to experiment if they want to.
ready to return everything the darkness stole
