the nature of things

Vai let out a soft oh! of surprise at the voice that interrupted her quiet thoughts, and before she knew it the earth around her twisted and moulded about her. Her suddenly bare feet were enveloped in blissfully cool water, and the witch let out an immediate sigh of relief. She sank back into the rocking chair, a smile curling unbidden across her lips at the sheer and unexpected pleasure of taking the weight off for a while. "More than better. It's wonderful, thank you," she murmured, eyes opening to regard... well. She knew not what, only that her electric gaze roamed over it hungrily, sparking with heat that she was in no position to make good on. Frey. Remi had spoken of the god, and his opinion had been somewhat... mixed. Still, Frey was here and so far, so good. "Is it good? I wasn't sure if they were overripe," she remarked of the peach, unsure of their preferences. vervain she's a wild one with an angel's face