[SE] incendiary and full of light

evie The kind of flawless I wish I could be There are few houses left on their route, but Evie doesn’t mourn just yet. Even with this particular duty nearing completion they won’t be parting any time soon, and at the end of the evening she will reunite with him regardless, as they’ve effectively moved in together despite not discussing it. Since just before the war he has held her through the nights, warding away nightmares and loneliness alike. Even now as he tucks her beneath his arm there is the persistent feeling of safety and a sureness in her heart that tells her everything is where it should be. His mouth at her hairline bends in an unmistakable smile, and Evie’s own laugh is free to mist up around her cheeks in the cold air. “Maybe,” she evades playfully, for all of mere moments. “Though it would definitely blow our cover. Except I’m not sure how we’ve managed to keep it in any way.” Humor dances in the dimples of her cheeks at the thought. It is mostly people like Noah and Sah who aren’t aware, as far as Evie knows, and both have been quite busy. Most of the civilians know - or assume - because they see moments exactly like this one: the Sword and the Evergreen walking down the street, wrapped to each other’s sides, smiling and at peace.