karma's a relaxing thought, aren't you envious that for you it's not?
Not unlike her mother, Flora is not averse to using her assets to get things done, such that when Mateo's helper arrives with eyes that look large enough to drop out of his head like a cartoon hound dog, the Doubletake gives him an appreciative shimmy as he begins to unload the wheelbarrow.
"Hiya!" She calls back, matching the brightness of her sibling's tone but not the language. The travelling tongue was a thing spoken between the real Taliesins', or so it seemed to Flora. She'd come to understand more than a few words and phrases in her time with Ronin and Mateo, but she intentionally chose not to speak it back. 'I'm so glad you made it!' Not that she'd doubted Mateo for a second. For all the things Mateo was, a liar was not among them. And unless he was high on something, he was fairly reliable.
'Doesn't it look fab?' She asks, gesturing around as she swans forward to give the botanist a kiss on the cheek.
"Hiya!" She calls back, matching the brightness of her sibling's tone but not the language. The travelling tongue was a thing spoken between the real Taliesins', or so it seemed to Flora. She'd come to understand more than a few words and phrases in her time with Ronin and Mateo, but she intentionally chose not to speak it back. 'I'm so glad you made it!' Not that she'd doubted Mateo for a second. For all the things Mateo was, a liar was not among them. And unless he was high on something, he was fairly reliable.
'Doesn't it look fab?' She asks, gesturing around as she swans forward to give the botanist a kiss on the cheek.
