Evie
His own retaliation makes her laugh as much as his new leafy decorations do, because there are no accessories that Deimos cannot pull off. And no, she's not biased, she just has eyes - and a knife, which she'll use against anyone who says otherwise.
Kneeling again with habitual, playful wrinkled nose at Deimos (and perhaps a few flowers butting themselves against his ankles like little battering rams) Evie uses her magic once more to try and coax the water off the leaves and into her jar. There is already a good amount there, but until it's brimming to the top she will keep at it. Only then does she glance at Alys and Noah - the latter seems particularly vexed, and Evie wonders what she could have missed that led to that stormy expression on his face.
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Evie messes with Deimos and uses her water magic to siphon more dew into the bottle!
Kneeling again with habitual, playful wrinkled nose at Deimos (and perhaps a few flowers butting themselves against his ankles like little battering rams) Evie uses her magic once more to try and coax the water off the leaves and into her jar. There is already a good amount there, but until it's brimming to the top she will keep at it. Only then does she glance at Alys and Noah - the latter seems particularly vexed, and Evie wonders what she could have missed that led to that stormy expression on his face.
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Evie messes with Deimos and uses her water magic to siphon more dew into the bottle!
let us live like flowers, darling
wild and beautiful and drenched in sun
wild and beautiful and drenched in sun
