last couple of months kinda been a disaster
“Th’Ark.” Milo replies with a wistful grin, one that only remains at the ridiculousness of the subject of Saiden. He hands her back her spyglass, another bark of a laugh leaving him as she gives the nickname, his shoulders shaking with the laughter that leaves him. He’s glad she’s happy too, that her laughter fills the air alongside his as they move toward the idea of what caused such a thing for the sailor.
And really? He sucks in a breath, trying to talk without laughing, but the second he opens his mouth another cackle leaves him. He recovers though, a small whine leaving his throat. “Fuckin’ prolly. Tho, he had water magic so I dunno why he didn’ wanna shower more t’get it cleared up.” A grimace leaves him, broken up by a chuckle. “Ain’t hard. We live ‘n Torchline for Frey’s fuckin’ sake.”
And really? He sucks in a breath, trying to talk without laughing, but the second he opens his mouth another cackle leaves him. He recovers though, a small whine leaving his throat. “Fuckin’ prolly. Tho, he had water magic so I dunno why he didn’ wanna shower more t’get it cleared up.” A grimace leaves him, broken up by a chuckle. “Ain’t hard. We live ‘n Torchline for Frey’s fuckin’ sake.”
tell all my friends i'm asleep if they ask ya
sorry, i had to move to alaska
MILO
