It was pleasant, Asphodel decided, to see Theo smile when she appeared rather than scowl. She smirked at his counter. Something had shifted between them, and for the better, even if it was at the cost of her secrecy. A voice in the back of her head quietly reminded her that this was not as good as it seemed—the man was a mortal and would fade with time. It was only good for now.
But Asphodel had learned long ago that contemplating eventualities would only drive her mad. She was actually very good at living in the moment, and she actively decided to enjoy this one. Theo was pleased to see her—or he did not mind seeing her—and that was that.
Her meandering path along the line of training swords and other weapons led her to walk behind the training dummy, putting it between them. Stepping closer to it, she looked up it’s length before patting the tortured padding, snickering a little as she looked over at him. “This looks like a real challenge,” she teased drily. “Couldn’t get anyone else to swing swords around with you?”
But Asphodel had learned long ago that contemplating eventualities would only drive her mad. She was actually very good at living in the moment, and she actively decided to enjoy this one. Theo was pleased to see her—or he did not mind seeing her—and that was that.
Her meandering path along the line of training swords and other weapons led her to walk behind the training dummy, putting it between them. Stepping closer to it, she looked up it’s length before patting the tortured padding, snickering a little as she looked over at him. “This looks like a real challenge,” she teased drily. “Couldn’t get anyone else to swing swords around with you?”