flora
Flora, who had experienced much in the short time she'd been alive, couldn't comprehend at all the things the Remedy was trying to describe, least of all imagining Remi as someone other than her father. She tries, if only because she wants to hear Isla out, but the steadfast idea she has of her father makes it difficult for her imagination to stretch over the rigid outlines he has in her mind.
What does strike a chord, of course, is the mention of Mort's realm. Biting at the inside of her cheek and reminding her mouth not to make the conversation about her, for a moment Flora does allow her mind to wander to the last time she'd seen her twin. Giving her arm a little pinch in order to focus her thoughts, she nods belatedly. "Right, I remember hearing about that." About the Festival and the resurgence of the ascended, not about any teary reunions, though.
"Wait, you ... no, you didn't..." Physically? Kill her now. It was impossible to believe not only because Remi was her dad and she couldn't think of him as anything other than gross, but because he was gay. Gay, gay, gay, so how could..? "Uh, yeah. People he loves, right?"
What does strike a chord, of course, is the mention of Mort's realm. Biting at the inside of her cheek and reminding her mouth not to make the conversation about her, for a moment Flora does allow her mind to wander to the last time she'd seen her twin. Giving her arm a little pinch in order to focus her thoughts, she nods belatedly. "Right, I remember hearing about that." About the Festival and the resurgence of the ascended, not about any teary reunions, though.
"Wait, you ... no, you didn't..." Physically? Kill her now. It was impossible to believe not only because Remi was her dad and she couldn't think of him as anything other than gross, but because he was gay. Gay, gay, gay, so how could..? "Uh, yeah. People he loves, right?"
damn they don't make them like this anymore
