Ouroboros Spine These drums and hard snares bring out the worst in me

perhaps, praimfaya considers as the woman snaps at her and calls her rude, she had been rude shutting down the woman so icily. regardless, the commander watches the woman leave; unfazed. regardless of how it had truly come across, praimfaya was far from repentant for it. she couldn't help that she felt the need to be protective of moonspear and prickly to those prying into things that she felt did not concern them. she would've done the same would it have been her own geda and as equally as unapologetic.

alone with the other girl — q, praimfaya reminds herself — the commander turns her frostbound gaze to her in full; amusement drawing her lips from their terse line into a small ghost of a smile that praimfaya was trying to fight as q lets out a song. a strange song, at that. what are coconuts? praimfaya inquires, finding the new term to be strange as it tumbles from her lips.