Noctisardor Bypass wore my language like an amaranth

"oh, okay..." she replied, unable to mask the subdual of fay spirit to hear of their deferred itinerary. she wanted to go now; was ready to go now! but she supposed he had some good reason for it. 
if nothing else, phaedra could trust that. 

and his aim of mountaineering was as good a reason as any. 
you and i in the mountains;
"sounds dangerous," she ventured, shaking the excess energy from her body. "so obviously i'm in." 

the geist turned to leave, feeling guilt edge its way in for having monopolized the time of rivenwood's vanguard, but she hesitated midstep. her cheek canted towards him: "papa. nicht vergessen, ok?"