Its not a purse

It was then he looked down, and she nodded silently to his answer. "Good." Idly, she wondered if Lark and Bass knew - but then it was dismissed. No, they didn't. If they did then Lark would have said somethng, or Bass. So they can't have known the source was her. The silence would grow, and it would be utterly unlike the comfortable silence that her and Lark shared not that long ago. It was awkward, and she wasn't fond of it. She would resist shifting to just sort of... fidgit, because Farrym was asleep. "What are you doing here?" she finally asked, looking back up at the brown and white healer.

"Burn Baby Burn" || "Bruciare Bambino Bruciare"