Being in Torchline was much easier than being in Stormbreak. Here, she could simply close her eyes and lock all of the bad away in a box in the back of her mind, not to be opened until she returned home (or never). As long as she didn't look in a mirror - or swipe a hand across her bruised cheekbone - she could even forget about her injuries. Harper's presence made it even easier, all goofball dad and bad jokes.
Even if it was a little over the top, Soh couldn't help but giggle, snatching the bag back from him at the same time as he grabbed at a handful of chocolate chips; the result was that she barely managed to avoid spilling the whole bag in the floor, shrieking slightly as she scooped the bag back to safety. Shaking her head woefully, she dumped the bag into the mixture before either of them could either steal more chocolate chips or tragically spill them in the floor.
As she waited for Harper to stir in the chocolate chips, Soh leaned on the counter, propping her head up in one hand. "Hey, Harper?" she asked, seemingly out of nowhere. "What was Jude like when he was younger?"
Even if it was a little over the top, Soh couldn't help but giggle, snatching the bag back from him at the same time as he grabbed at a handful of chocolate chips; the result was that she barely managed to avoid spilling the whole bag in the floor, shrieking slightly as she scooped the bag back to safety. Shaking her head woefully, she dumped the bag into the mixture before either of them could either steal more chocolate chips or tragically spill them in the floor.
As she waited for Harper to stir in the chocolate chips, Soh leaned on the counter, propping her head up in one hand. "Hey, Harper?" she asked, seemingly out of nowhere. "What was Jude like when he was younger?"
