REXANNA
in the right heaven-yellow light,
Phoebe’s reaction causes Rexanna to laugh quietly in response. Her shoulders rising in a small shrug. “Well, it’s all new for us — him more so. And he knows it’s hard for me to admit my feelings and to jump into things so quick.” She explains, waving her hands as it to express how difficult it is for her. “But I think this was the first time it ever felt so right…” She pauses briefly, head tilting and eyes far away for a brief moment before she shakes it away and smiles at her friend. Deep down she wishes her friend could get over the dislike for Bastien, if only to see how wonderful he treats her; how happy he makes her and how they meld so well with one another. She swallows it down for another time and instead looks to Phoebe as the girl explains the college and those that are interested. She nods slightly, a small frown finding her face. “It takes a certain type of person to heal, you know? Perhaps we’ll get a few more of interest to learn with having a wonderful teacher to teach them?” She suggests with a gentle smile. But when Phoebe offers to show her, Rexanna can’t contain the excitement at the idea. How much closer could one get to things? There’s glasses and magnifiers, but even still that’s only marginally close.
Using her magic to finish the line of sewing and add a bit of sparkle to the bodice, she sets the sewing down and nods to Phoebe. “I would like that very much.” She says softly with a bright, excited grin.
anything could be holy enough
to save you
