Vervain
even the darkest night
will end
will end
"Women are complicated. So are men. I wish there was a switch I could flick and you would just know," Vai says with a soft sigh, because unfortunately there isn't a very easy answer for Remi. There's just doing precisely the thing that he doesn't want to do, and talking to Isla like an adult. How positively awful. Remi displays this very fact with his dramatic groan, and Vai rises to her feet and kisses the top of his head, as if in apology.
At least she can definitely get him something to aid in his attempts to woo his husband (and Isla, apparently), the witch squeezing his shoulders and ushering for him to get to his feet. "Then let's go to the marketplace. We can stop for dinner when you're finished awkwardly holding up every shirt in every stall," she suggests, sounding as though there's nothing she'd enjoy more.
At least she can definitely get him something to aid in his attempts to woo his husband (and Isla, apparently), the witch squeezing his shoulders and ushering for him to get to his feet. "Then let's go to the marketplace. We can stop for dinner when you're finished awkwardly holding up every shirt in every stall," she suggests, sounding as though there's nothing she'd enjoy more.
and the sun
will rise
will rise
