Evie
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The glances are admittedly returned in kind. Noah is far from an unobservant man, but he has admittedly been incredibly busy with getting married and twins on the way. Still, it provides a great level of amusement for the pair of them to be effectively incognito in his presence. Not unlike playing “super spies” with Sam as tiny children, and still just as amusing in adulthood.
Frey’s Breath remains, and forever will, a fond destination given how it had drawn her and Deimos together. The humid caverns inspire a swelling bubble of affection and mischief in her breast even now, which makes it hard to swallow down snickers that try to escape for no real reason. As they wade in at Deimos’ command, the hairs on the back of her neck prickle; she knows the Sword far too well, so when he launches his newly filled bucket her way, she is far from surprised - even if she can do little about it without gouging the stone basin dramatically to form a wall. Lifting her forearm to shield herself pitifully, the previously restrained laughter eeks free delightedly, and she sweeps her arm through the bubbling water to send a wave back at her partner. “You couldn’t even wait two minutes!” she crows, eyes crinkling. Then, eagle eyed and mischievous, she turns to her other side and sweeps another wave over at Noah, intent on wrangling him into their juvenile antics.
Frey’s Breath remains, and forever will, a fond destination given how it had drawn her and Deimos together. The humid caverns inspire a swelling bubble of affection and mischief in her breast even now, which makes it hard to swallow down snickers that try to escape for no real reason. As they wade in at Deimos’ command, the hairs on the back of her neck prickle; she knows the Sword far too well, so when he launches his newly filled bucket her way, she is far from surprised - even if she can do little about it without gouging the stone basin dramatically to form a wall. Lifting her forearm to shield herself pitifully, the previously restrained laughter eeks free delightedly, and she sweeps her arm through the bubbling water to send a wave back at her partner. “You couldn’t even wait two minutes!” she crows, eyes crinkling. Then, eagle eyed and mischievous, she turns to her other side and sweeps another wave over at Noah, intent on wrangling him into their juvenile antics.
Through the grain of gold tripping
