With the ghosts on the fringes and approaching curiously, the last thing on the harpy’s mind is to be a little shit and shove Deimos into the water. If anything, her eyes are trained on the blurred silhouette of a ghost, following the Sword’s footsteps while they continue to talk and the ghost seems to want to draw closer, a low whine of a sound radiating from it the closer they get.
“This one wasn’t brought in, so I’m not sure. I think it was just… Wild, out and about and flew into one.” One with no ceiling which had made it tricky to catch, but they had with the nets Kiada had brought.
The next subject, though, has all of her focus on the ghost retreating to stare at Deimos’ back, gasping a squeal of a sound that has the ghost flickering in its own surprise. “WHAT?” She asks, so loud in comparison to anything else, but so far the ghost hadn’t been aggressive, so she highly doubts it’ll be more so from the sounds she makes. “That’s amazing!” She grins up at him, pressing in to embrace him again, a multitude of questions falling from her lips, muffled by his shirt. “How far along is she? Do you have names picked out? Do you want a boy or a girl?”
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
