Her twin brother's, ah, acquaintance—or does Tartaglia fall under the realm of "friend" now, despite their previous interactions? Lumine doesn't know nor does she care; these are relations that Aether has made, relations that she shouldn't be impeding in any way if she wanted him to continue his journey the same way she did a long time ago. But this crazy horse has a mind of its own, bringing them together elsewhere and calling it—
A date.
Not that she recalls the last time she's ever gone on a date. Not that it matters, given her obligations and objectives, but this is rather inconvenient, considering that she should be trying to dig for information as to where she is.
She drops to her feet back onto the ground when the horse finally stopped in its tracks, glancing around the flower garden. Her golden gaze only flickers back to the creature when it tells them the condition for their return.
Sighing under her breath, she supposes it's the least evil of the options. It's either that or 20 Questions or Truth or Dare. ]
... Isn't it a waste to pick these flowers for something that will eventually wither?
merry-go-round
Her twin brother's, ah, acquaintance—or does Tartaglia fall under the realm of "friend" now, despite their previous interactions? Lumine doesn't know nor does she care; these are relations that Aether has made, relations that she shouldn't be impeding in any way if she wanted him to continue his journey the same way she did a long time ago. But this crazy horse has a mind of its own, bringing them together elsewhere and calling it—
A date.
Not that she recalls the last time she's ever gone on a date. Not that it matters, given her obligations and objectives, but this is rather inconvenient, considering that she should be trying to dig for information as to where she is.
She drops to her feet back onto the ground when the horse finally stopped in its tracks, glancing around the flower garden. Her golden gaze only flickers back to the creature when it tells them the condition for their return.
Sighing under her breath, she supposes it's the least evil of the options. It's either that or 20 Questions or Truth or Dare. ]
... Isn't it a waste to pick these flowers for something that will eventually wither?