As Sweet as Honey

I R I S Iris' frustration with the breeze distracted her from the macaw's transformation. It was the unfamiliar voice that made her turn around. The man carrying her things was the first to respond, appearing surprised at first but quickly sinking back into his melancholy. He grumbled something incoherent into his beard. "Governor!" Iris greeted, lingering on her surprise. She had been so preoccupied with her preparations that she hadn't paid much attention to Torchline's new government, despite her usual interest in the subject. It didn't make sense to bother with something she's soon to leave behind, after all. But she recognized the governor's face. He was on her 'Do not drunkenly offend' list. "Why don't you come along and find out?" She said cheerfully. Backtracking past her grumpy helper up to where Sunjata stood, she rummaged through her pockets. "But first... I just had them... Ah!" She pulled out a stack of matches and put the unlit cigarette between the corner of her lips. "Hold your hands up, like this." She cupped her hands up between them, creating two opposing barriers from the breeze before picking out a match.