( it takes her a moment to lean back enough to make that an immediate prospect— reluctant to disentangle, but needing to if they mean to go anywhere, talk privately. she presses her thumbs beneath lexie's eyes, holding her face in her hands, smiles, watery— )
You're here, now. We'll sort it out.
( the sort of blind confidence that's best achieved by only having one good eye. she links their elbows, familiar, pointing across the harbour with her free hand to a moderately ominous looking vessel tied up in a slip by the Gallows, )
La Souveraineté is prettier on the inside. I have wine. We can talk.
no subject
( it takes her a moment to lean back enough to make that an immediate prospect— reluctant to disentangle, but needing to if they mean to go anywhere, talk privately. she presses her thumbs beneath lexie's eyes, holding her face in her hands, smiles, watery— )
You're here, now. We'll sort it out.
( the sort of blind confidence that's best achieved by only having one good eye. she links their elbows, familiar, pointing across the harbour with her free hand to a moderately ominous looking vessel tied up in a slip by the Gallows, )
La Souveraineté is prettier on the inside. I have wine. We can talk.