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DEIMOS

Snorting, for he didn’t believe he was owed any awful puns, his gaze drifted upwards to catch Belial’s erratic and ridiculous movements, before hands entangled once more. Maybe he figured it would avoid the impending notions of her launching at his back, or the offensive motions had merely passed.

“I am surprised there are not more of them,” though perhaps these fireworks shops understood just how dangerous the clientele could be – or were simply aware of the range of mischief bestowed across Caido. “Cannot be too difficult to make standard ones,” and though he crafted and created his solely through magic, the twist and turns of certain shapes must’ve been more costly. “Seems like a Torchline thing.”

think about this
you have the ability to survive anything

Evie

I see what lies heavy on your heart

Pleased that he had clearly seen the light with how he rejoins their hands (and ignoring all other obvious arguments that lend credence to the alternatives) Evie interlocks their fingers this time to ensure he can't run away so easily next time and squeezes gently.

"Maybe it's because mining is hard with Halo's frozen soil?" She suspects there's some sort of chemical or mineral that would need to be extracted for the fireworks, and where else but the earth? Magic could only do so much against the arctic defenses of their homeland. Smiling up at him, she presses an idle kiss to his shoulder as they walk. "Hey, maybe once we retire as Wardens, maybe we can open a magical firework shop?" And she lets that beautiful thought carry her, envisioning a soft ending that they both deserve as the forest swallows up their sounds and leaves the shrine quiet and still once more.

- Fin <3

and the strength you still keep inside