can you read my mind?

// 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 //

Her nose wrinkles playfully. “Eh, semantics.” She offers with a gentle laugh, a shrug of her shoulders. It doesn’t matter to her much the state of appearance that Tobi takes, so long as the doctor takes care of herself in the end. And that’s what she’s here for, isn’t it? But Levi takes the show and Sera tips this way and that showing off the pale dragon looped around her neck. “I suppose it is!” She agrees, amusement lingering in her voice as Levi lifts himself again, feathered wings flaring as he crawls down Sera’s shoulder to hop to a nearby table closer to Tobi to continue to investigate.

“Don’t be sorry, you should see the workshop when I’m halfway through a project.” She flashes an easy smile with that, collecting her paper and pen so she might sketch out a rough shape of the room, before taking the measuring stick to it. “You can just watch and hang out with me if you’d prefer? Give me some ideas as to what you’re thinking for designs.” So saying, she grabs the measuring stick and makes her way to the edge of the wall, holding it up so she could get a measurement of how tall the walls are.

“Still thinking of a Torchline theme?” She asks, sparing a glance toward Tobi with a playful gleam in her gaze.

Seraphina