☆ : Hmmmmmmmm

"Kinda.... Wanna touch it."

".... I don't think I'm supposed to be here?"

☆ : Side eyes

i think i got too many memories getting in the way of me

blown in the wind like a pinned butterfly
monarch of ever forgiving
some of us wonder if you want to die

".... Y'know, I'm realizing that I could bother the Captain as much as I want after the whole Night Kingdom thing. I'm gonna do that whenever that time comes."

☆ : I BARELY USE HIM, C'MOOOON....

☆ : Gjoooooooohn........ :(

☆ : GJOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHN........

☆ : SHE'S FIIIIIIIINE :(

☆ : But don't I deserve a little bit of violence against my muses.... Don't I deserve to make them suffer every once in a while.... 💔

☆ : He'll die out in 40 years anyways being the only Saurian hybrid <3

☆ : Says who....

I hope you know it's not always happy in my head 𓈒

☆ : I DIDN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING

☆ : Kicking ground....

tree. And the tree's fruit is what shows what's changed in the sprout, not the surroundings."

play at being a good host, right? Does this count as hosting?

"Last I checked, there's not really much difference between what they looked like as a kid from now. The Saurians are never really all that different, it's the people and their perspectives. That's what happens when sprouts become the +

"Sounds more like you changed, not the Iktomasaurs."
With a shrug, Ororon shifted where he was sitting- scooting slightly to one side in silent invitation, pulling the blanket he had a bit more securely over his shoulders as he moved.

If she planned on staying and talking, might as well try to +

we're all stories in the end
just make it a good one

I lower my head into my hands and sob. Oh 、but how wretched are we 、the unloved. We wither like forgotten plants in the shadow 、always yearning 、always hungry--stretching our arms forever towards a light that is always moving farther and farther away.

"........" Takes a quick glance around— Slowly raises a brow as he does, chewing slightly at the end of his straw with a small noise.

".... You do realize they're probably around nearby, right? What's there to miss? They're as abundant as a season's first harvest. Like potatoes."

".... Oh. That's what you meant."
Well, now he's going to take a long, much deserved sip of his juice. Staring her dead in the eye as he did. Completely content with himself.

"Nah, Granny and Ifa wouldn't give me anything I can't actually drink. I trust them. Iktomasaur, by the way. Technically."

"She'd probably wanna take me out with her bare hands, actually.... What with all that trouble I caused with the Fatui."

still. I don't think she'd use acid to do it now, though. Probably. Y'know, I'm not really sure.... Is this supposed to be hurting?"

"Acid?" Glances down ro his drink, brow pinching slightly as he tipped the cup toward himself— Before simply bringing it up to his nose to take a sniff at it, hummimg his confusuion when he just.... Smelt sweet fruit.

"Granny's had twenty-six years to change her mind and use me as a sacrifice +

☆ : I hold the power of knowledge :)

☆ : Typos.... My detested.... New phone is killing me....