EVIE
She gives him and his companions the privacy and time they need. Though she can’t understand their bond as someone removed wholly from attachments of the soul, she knows how precious it is, and spends her time dressing and turning back the sheets and blankets while she awaits his return. When she hears his entrance she turns, and a small laugh huffs between her lips at the sight of the varied snacks and treats piled on the plate. Amused or not, she’s keen to get her hands on it because he always chooses well.
They sit, which is safer than lounging given their shared exhaustion, though Evie slips her feet beneath the half-pulled comforter so they don’t grow cold. While he pilfers some grapes, her own fingers seek out the cheese both greedily and blindly, gaze reserved for her lover’s face.
It slides away reluctantly to the detailed water show he orchestrates masterfully. The idea of dragons - huge, lumbering dragons, not the smaller ones she’d always known before Halo - makes her cold to her core. That they hadn’t encountered the Ascended seems strange, anticlimactic even. “But your wound…?” Evie’s eyes drop skirtingly to the circuitry in his chest, wondering who put it there if the Ascended had not.
They sit, which is safer than lounging given their shared exhaustion, though Evie slips her feet beneath the half-pulled comforter so they don’t grow cold. While he pilfers some grapes, her own fingers seek out the cheese both greedily and blindly, gaze reserved for her lover’s face.
It slides away reluctantly to the detailed water show he orchestrates masterfully. The idea of dragons - huge, lumbering dragons, not the smaller ones she’d always known before Halo - makes her cold to her core. That they hadn’t encountered the Ascended seems strange, anticlimactic even. “But your wound…?” Evie’s eyes drop skirtingly to the circuitry in his chest, wondering who put it there if the Ascended had not.
Don't look up, just let them think
There's no place else you'd rather be
There's no place else you'd rather be
