// heart strung, young and dumb, yeah we had no fear
way back when we said we'd both be millionaires //
way back when we said we'd both be millionaires //
She feigns more dramatics, a playful raise of the back of her hand to her forehead, before her honeyed gaze lands on Tobi again. “Work does that to a person.” She chimes, quietly offering a brighter grin full of no judgement toward the Doctor. She was the same way with her own work – hardly having time to remember to eat let alone do much else. But she always had time to herself, time alone where she didn’t have to think about it.
There’s an overexaggerated nod given to Tobi, a grin peaking out over her scarf. “Signs point to yes.” She tips a wink. “Need something else to focus on. Don’t feel guilty when you’re not at work too. Trust me, you’ll be happier.” Her voice ends in a singsong tone, slipping along the ice briefly before recovering and stuffing her hands back into their sleeves.
“Even after we find a cure, what’s stopping us once people are healed?” She tilts her head, raising a brow back to her. As for borrowing one, she proceeds to look Tobi up and down, though it’s hard to tell through all the bundles of furs they wear. “You’re a bit taller than me but I’m sure I have something that will work. Might have to come try it on first.” She offers, taking the flask and taking another warming sip – this time a bit longer – before handing it back and flashing a wide grin. “Wouldn’t want to get to Torchline only to find out they don’t fit.”
There’s an overexaggerated nod given to Tobi, a grin peaking out over her scarf. “Signs point to yes.” She tips a wink. “Need something else to focus on. Don’t feel guilty when you’re not at work too. Trust me, you’ll be happier.” Her voice ends in a singsong tone, slipping along the ice briefly before recovering and stuffing her hands back into their sleeves.
“Even after we find a cure, what’s stopping us once people are healed?” She tilts her head, raising a brow back to her. As for borrowing one, she proceeds to look Tobi up and down, though it’s hard to tell through all the bundles of furs they wear. “You’re a bit taller than me but I’m sure I have something that will work. Might have to come try it on first.” She offers, taking the flask and taking another warming sip – this time a bit longer – before handing it back and flashing a wide grin. “Wouldn’t want to get to Torchline only to find out they don’t fit.”
Seraphina
