Cordelia
He took the nudge without truly budging, but Cordelia expected as much and took what little she could get from the notion anyway. A laugh worked its way from her chest at Belial's antics, reaching out to pat him on the nose as he spat out the leaves, deciding he wasn't at all interested in what they had to offer. Not that she really blamed him. She much preferred meat herself. The huntress could feel the curiosity coming from Deimos, but no question followed. Instead she mused out loud, "I think this happens when two different color tulips cross pollinate. I imagine it's simply another way to attract bees and the like." She straightened up as he pulled them from the earth with somehow delicate enough measures to keep them fully intact.
Cordelia hummed, eyes scanning around for anything else that might catch her interest. There was foxglove growing up ahead and honeysuckle climbing a nearby tree. Both good for different things. "Perhaps a bit of those as well?" She motioned to the purple plant ahead and the towering vine, turning back to him with an arched brow as she awaited his input.
Cordelia hummed, eyes scanning around for anything else that might catch her interest. There was foxglove growing up ahead and honeysuckle climbing a nearby tree. Both good for different things. "Perhaps a bit of those as well?" She motioned to the purple plant ahead and the towering vine, turning back to him with an arched brow as she awaited his input.
Say something, something like you love me
Less you want to move away from the noise of this place
Less you want to move away from the noise of this place
