Sawtooth Spire a silver whisper, take flight and steal into my mouth

not sure where this is in his timeline, but whatevs lol

she would have so very much preferred the trebuchet. and in truth, her own impact would have been softer than the impact of her hard eyes when they landed on riley as she picked along the edge of the pedestal and found him staring at her, seemingly unable to get a word out. 

if this roulette is what it took to keep the gentle sylph quieted, very well then. esme continued to walk perilous on the lip of the stone with an unreadable expression, body language writ barely legible. 

her puppy appeared to have recuperated from his attack well enough, she noted by the less gruesome wound on his haunch, though he still favored that leg. esme took her eyes away from his appearance and let her feet exaggerate some imbalanced steps. "ever heard of l'appel du vide? the call of the void," she asked, calmly museful despite the deep offense and ire she felt about his encore presence.