I carry all I need to grow inside - give me light, give me warmth
Harper squeezes her hand lightly as they go walking down towards the beach, hands swinging with their easy steps. Though it's not the beautiful summer day Torchline is capable of, there's no rain in sight, and the clouds are present but not oppressive enough to swaddle their sun away from view.
"Cheeky," he teases with a little tug on her hand. But there's no point in hiding the reasoning for the trip at least, when the rest will continue to be a surprise. "Have you forgotten your own birthday in the business rush, Madame?" He wouldn't be surprised, LongNight had been hectic and even he had almost forgotten. Thus the visit from the companions. Eyeing the empty little cove he normally surfs in as they approach, he refrains from dragging her eagerly onward like an exuberant puppy just to get there faster. Nerves and celebrations alike jumbling in his stomach.
"Cheeky," he teases with a little tug on her hand. But there's no point in hiding the reasoning for the trip at least, when the rest will continue to be a surprise. "Have you forgotten your own birthday in the business rush, Madame?" He wouldn't be surprised, LongNight had been hectic and even he had almost forgotten. Thus the visit from the companions. Eyeing the empty little cove he normally surfs in as they approach, he refrains from dragging her eagerly onward like an exuberant puppy just to get there faster. Nerves and celebrations alike jumbling in his stomach.
and watch me come alive
