Hotaru
Legends? Hotaru is certainly unaware of them. Most of her exploration in Torchline - and any region really - has always been for the sake of hunting, patrolling, or establishing a network of information. Nothing so storybook as legends and myths.
It's admittedly surprising when he admits the same, and Ru doesn't try to hide it as she looks up at him, brows raised and expression disbelieving. "Pardon my doubt but doubt I must," she insists through half a laugh. "Especially if you've already met Flora." Though her daughter is much like she was at that age, not the type for chaste kisses and flowery dates. She's beginning to realize that George is, despite all his suave charm and roguish flirtations. Maybe he's more like her than she had first suspected.
Though he is brave, offering her the first question as if she won't take full advantage of the opportunity. This time the watercolor cut of her eyes are sharp and clear as they size him up, having been waiting to catch him out after one too many ill-concealed hints. "What do you really do for work?"
It's admittedly surprising when he admits the same, and Ru doesn't try to hide it as she looks up at him, brows raised and expression disbelieving. "Pardon my doubt but doubt I must," she insists through half a laugh. "Especially if you've already met Flora." Though her daughter is much like she was at that age, not the type for chaste kisses and flowery dates. She's beginning to realize that George is, despite all his suave charm and roguish flirtations. Maybe he's more like her than she had first suspected.
Though he is brave, offering her the first question as if she won't take full advantage of the opportunity. This time the watercolor cut of her eyes are sharp and clear as they size him up, having been waiting to catch him out after one too many ill-concealed hints. "What do you really do for work?"
Now you can quit, you can cave in
but just know you're not beyond saving
but just know you're not beyond saving
