Moving Forward

As soon as he says he has no ill intentions, Lily feels like she must interrupt and make sure he doesn’t take it poorly. “Ah, good, I’m sorry, I just -” she lifts her hands in a shrug. “Am used to covering my ass. Thank you for the reassurance” After he’s explained more of the specifics of what he’s imagining, the entertainer begins to warm to the idea. The worship of Frey crosses races and even ideologies, or so she imagines. And they have been so good to her, the room should be used even when she isn’t here… even if she isn’t inclined to help Sunjata out, it isn’t Nate’s fault his fiancee is a dick. “Okay. Here’s my proposal. When I’m in Torchline, I’ll hang a decorative something outside to let you know it’s free. But when I’m the Ground, I need two days notice.” This is her primary residence, after all. “They must clean up after themselves. Anyone you are willing to vouch for can use it - Ascended can use it for free, but everyone else must bring an offering for Frey.” Tilting her head to one side, she considers his offer of the Sanctuary’s artisans and decides on what she really wants. “All I need for the foreseeable future is a new lap harp.” The truth is that Balfour’s House of Revelries has never been used and she’s unsure if it will be in the near future. But her music? That is an almost daily practice. lily as if you were on fire from within the moon lives in the lining of your skin