Enzo
She can't hide her reaction from him, so Enzo gracefully swaps their drinks. Out of pure curiosity of course. Though once he sips from her glass, the same ill-concealed grimace appears, and he swipes fingers over his wet mouth to hide it in the guise of a considering expression. Gods, but it's bad.
The grief is still new not just in time but in experience, and they navigate it gracelessly. At least the news she has to share is intriguing enough to help distract him. "Finally! I swore they'd never finish it. Though perhaps we won't be on the maiden voyage," he hastens to add, envisioning explosions and fire and screaming kids. Nooooo thank you.
But like a shark he focuses back in as soon as Flora's words go trailing. She never finds herself at a loss for words. Enzo hooks a leg immediately around the foot of her bar stool and drags her closer until they're hip to hip, eyes bright and attentive. "Flora!" he gasps in strained undertone. "Tell me everything!"
The grief is still new not just in time but in experience, and they navigate it gracelessly. At least the news she has to share is intriguing enough to help distract him. "Finally! I swore they'd never finish it. Though perhaps we won't be on the maiden voyage," he hastens to add, envisioning explosions and fire and screaming kids. Nooooo thank you.
But like a shark he focuses back in as soon as Flora's words go trailing. She never finds herself at a loss for words. Enzo hooks a leg immediately around the foot of her bar stool and drags her closer until they're hip to hip, eyes bright and attentive. "Flora!" he gasps in strained undertone. "Tell me everything!"
he's got all the boys pulling daisies
but he'll leave you pushing them
but he'll leave you pushing them
