Lion Head Mesa i'll fake god today

the room would be spared her prying eyes as lapis gaze switched with a pointedness to her gaze. it was fortunate for everybody that makono was more interested in the catacombs than bullying the fellahin further.

she only huffed, pointedly, then would once more follow.

you're too hurried, you know, the air practically static around the lilac girl. her pace more frenzied than composed, in the eyes of the princess.

she said nothing more yet.