I found my foundation changed by your patience
If Evie is practiced at anything, it’s skimming and smoothing over Ascended talk, and she takes it easily in stride with a genial grin focused on the prospect of food. Though she wrinkles her nose at Hotaru at the prospect of wasting food, it’s smoothed over by intrigue at Deimos’ suggestion, mirth an immediate light in her eyes. “Just for that I’m proposing we have the reception at the hot springs so you can’t cause a snowball fight,” she teases, envisioning what little snow and gravel could be scraped up around the outside of the springs dissolving in their bubbling waters from badly aimed throws.
Content to join the bandwagon of targeting Kiada - though she doesn’t prod and pressure any extra, in fact rolling her eyes subtly if the Ancient glances over to make fun of their nosiness - Evie leans slightly further onto the table and gestures with her fork at the younger woman. “I won’t say I’m not curious now myself, but feel free to tell them to keep their noses to themselves too.” Her wink and badly mimed stage whisper makes it clear she’s happy to jump ship to Kiada’s side and split the table in half.
Content to join the bandwagon of targeting Kiada - though she doesn’t prod and pressure any extra, in fact rolling her eyes subtly if the Ancient glances over to make fun of their nosiness - Evie leans slightly further onto the table and gestures with her fork at the younger woman. “I won’t say I’m not curious now myself, but feel free to tell them to keep their noses to themselves too.” Her wink and badly mimed stage whisper makes it clear she’s happy to jump ship to Kiada’s side and split the table in half.
No one has ever made me feel this safe, this free, this me
Evie
