Firefly Glen dreaming about the things that we could be.

In spite of how uncharitable she was feeling towards the Caldera at the moment, she did feel the slightest prickle of defensiveness when Charon put it down. It was one thing for her to be disparaging about her home, but for someone else to be that way did rankle her somewhat. It was easy enough to brush off, but it became even easier in the next instant when he made her an offer.

Her ears perked as a look of surprise stole her face. It took a few seconds before she remembered she was supposed to be playing it cool. She rearranged her expression, but her eyes still glowed with intrigue as she asked, "Really? You mean it?"