REXANNA
Offering information to Neron about what helps and harms them is relatively easy enough, and she can’t help but to find it almost relieving to share this with someone else – someone like her at the end of the day. So she focuses on the next comment, head tilting slightly as she nods in response to his idea of not keeping a black marker on them in Halo. A fanged grin is given in response as the flame dances between them. “I wish you luck.” She means it, because she imagines it’ll be difficult once they find out.
Still, she watches him lean back subconsciously, though she’s careful in the way she keeps it away from the both of them. “It is.” She agrees, chipperly despite the exhaustion shown as she weaves it around the globe of water, spinning it around as though it’s got a gravitational pull all on its own – steam flickering up from it.
“But, that being said. Once I was made and couldn’t feel pain anymore, it made it far easier to manage it.” A wide smile to that as she tilts her head. “How are you adjusting to that? The dulled senses, the relief from pain?”
Still, she watches him lean back subconsciously, though she’s careful in the way she keeps it away from the both of them. “It is.” She agrees, chipperly despite the exhaustion shown as she weaves it around the globe of water, spinning it around as though it’s got a gravitational pull all on its own – steam flickering up from it.
“But, that being said. Once I was made and couldn’t feel pain anymore, it made it far easier to manage it.” A wide smile to that as she tilts her head. “How are you adjusting to that? The dulled senses, the relief from pain?”
until the lambs
have become
lions
