hung high and dry, where no one can see
if there's no one to blame, blame it on me
She’d be lying if she said she wasn’t surprised by the hint of warmth in the smile and the glance Neron gives her, she’d also be lying if she said she didn’t reflect some of it back at all. As far as she has experienced, the only Launceleyn to give her trouble had been Zariah. And even within the ex-queen’s own family, it seemed Rexanna was not alone. But she doesn’t linger on the thought of it at all as he questions what firework magic actually is. A playful smile crosses her lips at that, a nod in the form of a dip of her head. “Outside in the open night sky is the best time to see it.” She offers, as though she’ll absolutely show him once the sun sets and doesn’t distract from her magic.
Her green gaze follows his own as he looks back down to the basket as she adjusts the parasol with the course of the sun. “Consider it another gift, as well as some of our materials we use for them as a bit of payment for helping out this season should things go south.” She hums with a brighter smile – a give and take, for what he’s offering, she can share some of the materials here that may be hard to find in Halo in order to help their people also experience the smaller enjoyments out of life.
But the Manor is soon in sight, and Rexanna’s gaze slips to the walls that once contained her, but had also once freed her. His comment reaches her, and she can’t help the slight bubble of laughter that leaves her as they grow closer and near the opening for the entry. “Incredibly dull, really.” She hums, a smile gracing her face as she goes to pull the doors open and lower her parasol now that she’s far more concealed in the shade as well as soon to be indoors.
Her green gaze follows his own as he looks back down to the basket as she adjusts the parasol with the course of the sun. “Consider it another gift, as well as some of our materials we use for them as a bit of payment for helping out this season should things go south.” She hums with a brighter smile – a give and take, for what he’s offering, she can share some of the materials here that may be hard to find in Halo in order to help their people also experience the smaller enjoyments out of life.
But the Manor is soon in sight, and Rexanna’s gaze slips to the walls that once contained her, but had also once freed her. His comment reaches her, and she can’t help the slight bubble of laughter that leaves her as they grow closer and near the opening for the entry. “Incredibly dull, really.” She hums, a smile gracing her face as she goes to pull the doors open and lower her parasol now that she’s far more concealed in the shade as well as soon to be indoors.
storm in the sky, fire in the streets
if there's nothing but pain, put it on me
REXANNA
