Evie
Plenty come up to say their hellos, or imply it in their gazes from across the field, and Evie returns them all with a bright smile. Though Deimos has nearly all of her attention aside from those brief interactions, which is utterly unsurprising. Not that it helps that he has somehow managed to correctly guess who she'd been at a literal magical masquerade.
"I'm sure plenty of others would have been bold enough," she argues weakly, envisioning Hotaru's intrepid nature, Melita's desire for mischief, even Hadama's polite intrigue. Then she grins. "Though, I did have my suspicions; a man skulking around at the food table ignoring all social niceties? What were the odds?" Laughter dances in her eyes as she gently squeezes the inside of his elbow where he had gracefully maneuvered her hand.
She's not expecting Ghilio to actually make an appearance at the party, and can't help but stare in awestruck silence as he quite literally grows from his surroundings. When the deity bids Deimos forward she jumps, even though it was not she who was summoned, and removes her arm to gently usher him forward while she bites her tongue to withhold her excitement. Waiting only until he has returned to goggle at him. "That's amazing! I can't believe your luck!" Even a plain, empty cup would be worth being noticed so plainly and in view of all others, and Evie's heart is fit to burst with pride for her beloved.
"I'm sure plenty of others would have been bold enough," she argues weakly, envisioning Hotaru's intrepid nature, Melita's desire for mischief, even Hadama's polite intrigue. Then she grins. "Though, I did have my suspicions; a man skulking around at the food table ignoring all social niceties? What were the odds?" Laughter dances in her eyes as she gently squeezes the inside of his elbow where he had gracefully maneuvered her hand.
She's not expecting Ghilio to actually make an appearance at the party, and can't help but stare in awestruck silence as he quite literally grows from his surroundings. When the deity bids Deimos forward she jumps, even though it was not she who was summoned, and removes her arm to gently usher him forward while she bites her tongue to withhold her excitement. Waiting only until he has returned to goggle at him. "That's amazing! I can't believe your luck!" Even a plain, empty cup would be worth being noticed so plainly and in view of all others, and Evie's heart is fit to burst with pride for her beloved.
the difference between a garden and a graveyard
is what we choose to put in the soil
is what we choose to put in the soil
