gold is the hand you press to her hip
oh darling,
Of course, Rexanna would always have time for her friends, always for Remi in particular. Despite their friendship, however long it had been, there had been far more that connected them and aligned them than even some of the other people she’d met with history. If the Alchemist needs anything, all he has to do is ask, and the Penumbra would be there for him regardless of anything else. She can vow to that.He has her.
But she doesn’t expect the words she gives to make him pause so much – though she supposes she probably should have realized how it sounded. All she can do is answer the question, easy as she holds onto him tight, eyes drifting toward the ceiling of her home. “I did, yeah.” She says lightly, looking down to meet his gaze. “I think we will be again for Longnight. Trying to make as many Sparkbirds as we can and see if we can make a difference.” A light hum of thought before she shakes her head and looks back to Remi with a soft small smile. “I am worried about it, if I’m being honest. But I feel more prepared this year, less... Useless.”
you'd even bleed preciously
REXANNA
