She listens to the two as she leads the way, unsure if they can really get back to her dream from here.
Vines is a garden, huh? He could easily be responsible for, well, the vines. But if that's true, then he's faking it well. And it may just be a little too rude to accuse him right now, even for her.
Boy, it must be nice to remember something useful, she thinks to herself when Huǒ starts speaking. Then they go on, and she's not so sure if she should be calling them lucky anymore. She isn't even sure what they're talking about - certainly doesn't sound like anything she's ever put much thought into, herself. Not quite that way.
The deflection is welcome.
"Well, I was inside..." And then she ran outside. To the gardens. Why the hell did she do that? The deflection is no longer so welcome. "... And, uh, then it's all kind of a blur, y'know?"
i. i still need more less hostile icons
Vines is a garden, huh? He could easily be responsible for, well, the vines. But if that's true, then he's faking it well. And it may just be a little too rude to accuse him right now, even for her.
Boy, it must be nice to remember something useful, she thinks to herself when Huǒ starts speaking. Then they go on, and she's not so sure if she should be calling them lucky anymore. She isn't even sure what they're talking about - certainly doesn't sound like anything she's ever put much thought into, herself. Not quite that way.
The deflection is welcome.
"Well, I was inside..." And then she ran outside. To the gardens. Why the hell did she do that? The deflection is no longer so welcome. "... And, uh, then it's all kind of a blur, y'know?"