Honeyed Pasture if teardrops could be bottled,

dalia thought curiously about the question for a long moment. how to describe the other brothers? there was so much to say! there was so much to them!! the ocean pearl finally decided on a few key things and then shared them with her friend.

"rannveig is like velen, in that he's kind of funny-- sort of crude-- i think you'd get along with him well," dalia told her with a smile, fond of the idea of the two of them being fast friends like she and saucy and velen were. a bit quieter, ears pressing down as she leaned in, dalia added, "i think he's a little rougher than velen though-- velen strikes me as a secret sweetheart." a giggle followed. were they gossiping? omg-- dalia was totally convinced they were gossiping! she'd gossiped with blixen a few times, but it was kinda weird cause they were related to everyone. and blixen was always sad. and dalia didn't have anyone to actually gossip about. now! she did! 

oh, and ford. "ford is... intense," she said simply at first, but continued on after a beat, "he's sort of mysterious, but... i think he's rather charming-- in a different way than velen and rannveig. i never know what he's thinking, but sometimes he just looks at you and... i don't know..." she trailed off. and what? and what, dalia? she hesitated for a minute, and then said, "i think he could get me to say anything." that's so scandalous, dalia!