SAFRIN
Safrin beams as Ronin appears, her arms held out to him to graciously welcome him to her side. In other instances, she has appeared mortal to him, fragile and touchable. Now she is all ethereal beauty, and as she wraps her arms around him, it will be like feeling moonlight made corporeal.
"No, of course not." The goddess agrees, turning toward Amalia and beckoning her near as well. Moving to brush away a strand of loose hair from the Shield's eyes, the goddess smiles widely, turning away only when Vi appeared beside them. Standing straighter, glowing more fervently and with eyes as bright as any lover's might be, Safrin falls entirely silent as she listens to Vi speak.
Turning to Ronin, she holds out a hand that he might place his in hers. "Stormbreak. It is a world you will understand well, based on your past." Her thumb slips over his knuckles. "I daresay you might even enjoy it." She adds in a whisper, a smile curving her lips.
"No, of course not." The goddess agrees, turning toward Amalia and beckoning her near as well. Moving to brush away a strand of loose hair from the Shield's eyes, the goddess smiles widely, turning away only when Vi appeared beside them. Standing straighter, glowing more fervently and with eyes as bright as any lover's might be, Safrin falls entirely silent as she listens to Vi speak.
Turning to Ronin, she holds out a hand that he might place his in hers. "Stormbreak. It is a world you will understand well, based on your past." Her thumb slips over his knuckles. "I daresay you might even enjoy it." She adds in a whisper, a smile curving her lips.
