She was just always slightly bitter. For all she loved the outside world, and for all the time she found herself spending elsewhere, Halo would still be home. Her own personal slice of hell, yet she loved it. The snow and the ice sang in her veins in a way that only a Halovian could ever understand. The freedom of the portals was a beautiful thing, and she did not take for granted the opportunity to live a life full of something more. All that did not mean she loved Halo less though.
She chuckles slightly at the mention of outlanders coming here. ”Maybe, though the ones I’ve met wonder why the hell any of us stay here.” The way she says it suggests that only they would understand why Halo remains home. This wasn’t a place for everyone, and she didn’t tell just anyone they ought to come visit. Some people simply did not belong here. Still, for those that are interested, she always tells them to find her, because she will make sure they love it, even if only a little. ”I’m not even sure most of our government would be here if not for Neron.” Like Noah, she had not met the Warden, though she knew the rest of his cabinet. She did not care where they came from so long as they did right by Halo, though from what she had heard, she is not sure she can trust them. At least, not all of them.
”Green stuff,” she says with a wry smile. Green stuff is very interesting. ”I’ve met carpenters, bakers, found all sorts of herbs which impart flavors we don’t dare dream of here. They just have more resources elsewhere, and it’s all different than here.” She may love Halo, but that didn’t mean she didn’t enjoy flavor in her food. A girl gets tired of ningo, eventually.
She chuckles slightly at the mention of outlanders coming here. ”Maybe, though the ones I’ve met wonder why the hell any of us stay here.” The way she says it suggests that only they would understand why Halo remains home. This wasn’t a place for everyone, and she didn’t tell just anyone they ought to come visit. Some people simply did not belong here. Still, for those that are interested, she always tells them to find her, because she will make sure they love it, even if only a little. ”I’m not even sure most of our government would be here if not for Neron.” Like Noah, she had not met the Warden, though she knew the rest of his cabinet. She did not care where they came from so long as they did right by Halo, though from what she had heard, she is not sure she can trust them. At least, not all of them.
”Green stuff,” she says with a wry smile. Green stuff is very interesting. ”I’ve met carpenters, bakers, found all sorts of herbs which impart flavors we don’t dare dream of here. They just have more resources elsewhere, and it’s all different than here.” She may love Halo, but that didn’t mean she didn’t enjoy flavor in her food. A girl gets tired of ningo, eventually.
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