Cordelia
Idle hands were the Voice's playthings or however the saying went. Hence, why Delia was here. Aside from doing her part to take care of Halo the way she always did, the Attuned just needed something to do, unable to sit still for too long. Despite being in the same place, Noah was often busy, leaving her alone majority of the time. They didn't even fall into bed at the same time anymore.
Approaching the greenhouse, Cordelia offers a smile to the boys, already shrugging out of her coat once she's inside. The air warm and balmy against her skin, a stark contrast to the frigid air outside, feeling almost wet in her lungs as she inhales. "Hello, boys. What are we doing today?" She hums, starting to meander around the outskirts of the greenhouse, fingertips brushing across the plants that were already growing.
Approaching the greenhouse, Cordelia offers a smile to the boys, already shrugging out of her coat once she's inside. The air warm and balmy against her skin, a stark contrast to the frigid air outside, feeling almost wet in her lungs as she inhales. "Hello, boys. What are we doing today?" She hums, starting to meander around the outskirts of the greenhouse, fingertips brushing across the plants that were already growing.
'Cause darling, it was good // Never looking down
And right there where we stood // Was holy ground
And right there where we stood // Was holy ground
