When life gives you melons, you might be dyslexic.

She wasn’t sure how, but her humour seemed to bring relief to those around her. Perhaps it was because of the Nightmare, or that on top of everything else she’d managed to somehow trudge through that made everything else so insignificant when one really thought about it. Forwards is about all we can do silly. I mean you can dodge left or right, but sometimes you just gotta take those hits as they come. Again she frowned. Gods damn that man, honestly. He’s got me spewing sunshine and rainbow words, like bloody proverbs. Ugh.

Tilting her head back, Aoife searched the sky in thought, enjoying the brief silence between the two friends. The compliment earned him a snort of a laugh, Don’t thank me yet. My record isn’t all that great.

Um… honestly? Better than expected. A shyness slipped into her smile, eyes continuing to look at the clouds above. At first, I thought I was going to plant a Chantry Sister, but then Seb… well. It’s going well. I needed a break though, had to… go let off some steam cos of Korr, my delightful demon, but I’m… I’m talking to the First Enchanter, we’re figuring it out. Leaf’s shoulders rolled awkwardly, uncomfortable with sharing too much details given the early flame of her relationship with the Prince.