[she keeps a hand clutching to his clothes at his back at all times, and for a brief moment, she does get to wonder about said clothes. it's not the same as before. neither are hers, for that matter!
what is going on...?
his voice pulls her out of her fashion musings and she blinks focus back to the larger shape of the tower ahead of them. she hums the affirmative, hoping she can be ready for--
for...a hill, and then...]
Where...where are we? [the place looks almost palatial in ways, but...]
no subject
what is going on...?
his voice pulls her out of her fashion musings and she blinks focus back to the larger shape of the tower ahead of them. she hums the affirmative, hoping she can be ready for--
for...a hill, and then...]
Where...where are we? [the place looks almost palatial in ways, but...]