[ Meeting her gaze, she still sees the pain in her eyes. Honerva is hurting still, and not because of the memory— but because of what she had said to her. How could she have been so foolish? Apologies won’t undo what’s done.
She tilts her head to the side, daring to suggest softly, ]
Speak of whatever you want to, Honerva. Bonds or not. A-Anything.
[ Architect knows Pyra adores how others form such bonds and have them, but it’s up to Honerva. It’s about time Pyra remains silent and listens. ]
no subject
She tilts her head to the side, daring to suggest softly, ]
Speak of whatever you want to, Honerva. Bonds or not. A-Anything.
[ Architect knows Pyra adores how others form such bonds and have them, but it’s up to Honerva. It’s about time Pyra remains silent and listens. ]