KIADA
your battleworn tongue doesn't say the truth;
that you are ruined
The squeeze he gives her hand is all the confirmation she needs that he understands her need for something else to focus on. And her question is reciprocated so easily that it almost felt as though they’d talked about the weather previously, rather than her settled in his lap letting her emotions drown the both of them. Her fingers intertwine with his, and she settles into an easy walk to guide him the familiar path toward home, as soon as he comments that it’s different.
“It is different. You get a whole four seasons here instead of just… Endless snow.” She says, tilting her head to look up at him with an easy smile along her face. But it falters a small amount as soon as his smirk grows, the hum leaving his throat with the thoughtful commentary he’s given her. And her brows furrow a small amount together, hand shifting a small amount in his but remaining. “You really think so?” It’s quiet, perhaps a bit more hopeful than she expected.
“It is different. You get a whole four seasons here instead of just… Endless snow.” She says, tilting her head to look up at him with an easy smile along her face. But it falters a small amount as soon as his smirk grows, the hum leaving his throat with the thoughtful commentary he’s given her. And her brows furrow a small amount together, hand shifting a small amount in his but remaining. “You really think so?” It’s quiet, perhaps a bit more hopeful than she expected.
and you wonder why he lets you,
the butcher
touch him
the sun
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
