REXANNA
Rome wasn't built in a day.
His expression shifted to something softer, but it didn’t make her any more likely to appreciate it – in fact, she still watched carefully as he explained the Spire and how careless it was of him. And for a moment, she felt like a mother being extremely disappointed in her child – and the apology he offered with it felt very much like someone just saying things because she wanted to hear them. Her own expression didn’t change, but she did have to agree with him to an extent. She knew he wasn’t normally like that, had seen what he’d done at the Masquerade, and even though the town here was small there wasn’t any word of an Ascended outright killing another.Yet still, she was wary.
Warier still when he complimented her and spread his hands. She still didn’t know what to do – the conversation wasn’t pleasant, but it wasn’t terrible either, and she knew she’d see him at some point and have to talk to him. She just hadn’t wanted it to be this soon. For a moment, she chewed on her lip when he poised the question to her. Her free hand moving to run through her hair as she tried to figure out what to say. “That’s the problem, I’m not sure what to expect anymore.” She offered, eyes landing back on him.
She paused for a moment, inhaling deeply as her eyes narrowed slightly. “I hadn’t expected to come and try to help you and result in being bedridden for days because I almost died.” She rolled her shoulders in a shrug. “What do you think I should expect?” She questioned him, head tilting slightly as the light from her sparkler fluttered across both of their faces.
But it burned in one.
