LILY
oh, cover your crystal eyes
and let your colors bleed and blend with mine
and let your colors bleed and blend with mine
Indeed, Lily had been about to pipe up and volunteer for the sewing when Oliver beats her to it. With a bit of a shrug towards Deimos and Jigano, the entertainer graciously acquiesces the responsibility to the boy and silently indicates that she’ll go with the bard to hunt for snow moss. Lifting the hood of her wolf-fur cloak (did she mention she was wearing a wolf-fur cloak? She is. The one sunjata made it for her), Lily flashes curtsies back towards Jigano and with a light, tinkling chuckle, takes his arm near the elbow. “How gallant of you, sir bard. Lord knows us ladies are terribly prone to turning an ankle. Yes, an escort would be most preferable.”
So saying, she follows the white-haired man out into the cold and begins the familiar search for snow moss.
