She wanders down, drawn in by him, the peaceful place around them. It feels a little sacred, or maybe magical; not like Cabeswater and its magic as dangerous as it is wild, just -- separate from everything.
Blue nods, smiling at the idea, and that her whimsy and love of biology isn't irritating. "Maybe just becomes something new, here."
She plucks a dandelion clock from the long grass and holds it up between them. "Hey you. Make a wish."
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Date: 2016-04-19 09:15 pm (UTC)Blue nods, smiling at the idea, and that her whimsy and love of biology isn't irritating. "Maybe just becomes something new, here."
She plucks a dandelion clock from the long grass and holds it up between them. "Hey you. Make a wish."