we know very well who we are

// down by the river i was drawn by your grace, into tempest of oblivion and to the lover's place
i was stuck in a puddle, full of tears and unwise, dark doings now i know, that we've paid unlike //

There would be time later to go over the specifics as to how Sera had been there, how she’d left the Climb and stumbled across the group of people with the nest. For now, however, the dragon seems determined to make a statement – and Sera listens to her sister, turning slightly from the egg to not outwardly watch, but still be there all the same. There’s something new and shiny that glimmers in her mind, and while she can’t quite figure out what the sensation is, she knows it to be the dragon.

“Sounds like it’ll fit in well, then?” She murmurs, flashing Lena a grin – referring to their family and the pride their parents bolstered for such accomplished children. But the egg begins to crack more, spiderwebbing out as pieces begin to fall away. There’s a pale snout that appears, popping out of the egg and letting a purple tongue flicker out to scent the air, the tea, pausing as its heart thunders and he takes a quiet break to rest.

“I had to go to the Climb with Doctor Hart.” She explains, trying to talk around letting the pang of Levi’s bond growing anew in her mind. “We got some water from Frey’s Breath there.”

Seraphina