[ davina stands and he doesn't follow — not yet, anyway. he looks up at her, her lantern still in his hand. glancing down at the cargo floor, he finds nothing that could have been hiding in a corner she easily overlooked. would davina have asked for a pair of earrings? given that she smells of herbs… he thinks he knows what she's looking for. she's hardly materialistic enough to request jewellery in a foreign, mystical realm. ]
Was it something from home? [ he's been here not even a week; it takes him at least 72 hours to figure out where east and west happens to be and how best to slaughter a village and make a mess of it. this rastus remains a mystery to kol for today, even if he has an inkling of the extent of his mystical reach.
wanting to see the tension leave davina, kol smiles teasingly, ] Was it me?
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Was it something from home? [ he's been here not even a week; it takes him at least 72 hours to figure out where east and west happens to be and how best to slaughter a village and make a mess of it. this rastus remains a mystery to kol for today, even if he has an inkling of the extent of his mystical reach.
wanting to see the tension leave davina, kol smiles teasingly, ] Was it me?