Vervain
Vai would regret even thinking it, but there was just something about Torchline that made LongNight seem... longer. Perhaps it was the fact that there was no danger, nothing to keep adrenaline up and the senses sharp like there was in the Hollowed Grounds. Or maybe it was because she knew that, unlike for a lot of the population, there was very little relaxation to be had for the man whose house she shared currently.
Vai had only recently returned to the bonfire, stoking it up with fresh kindling and smiling and chatting with a woman who had come around to offer some food to them. It was as she turned to ask whether Remi wanted anything that she just about caught him as he got up, and fuck if she didn’t know the direction he was headed in.
Hurriedly excusing herself, she trotted over the sand after him. ”Remi,” she called. ”You know this is a bad idea. Don’t make me follow you out there.”
Vai had only recently returned to the bonfire, stoking it up with fresh kindling and smiling and chatting with a woman who had come around to offer some food to them. It was as she turned to ask whether Remi wanted anything that she just about caught him as he got up, and fuck if she didn’t know the direction he was headed in.
Hurriedly excusing herself, she trotted over the sand after him. ”Remi,” she called. ”You know this is a bad idea. Don’t make me follow you out there.”
