scratched lenses of my knockoff ray-bans

Truth be told, the stately bird hadn't even really crossed Halo's radar. She was so wrapped up in her own worries, in her anxiety. It was hard for her not to be nervous, especially with the pressure in her system. She was still doing her best to take steadying breaths as the Warlord appeared, trying to quiet the racing thoughts in her head. Halo offered a soft smile to the man as he appeared, tone sheepish. "I'm sorry if this is a bad time," she apologized.

"Really, it's not a big deal, it can wait if you're busy." The girl was careful, not wanting to take up too much of his time, and certainly not wanting to interrupt if he'd been up to something important. Sirius certainly didn't exist just to entertain silly questions, and hand out or deny permission for all the wild and probably not necessarily okay ideas that lived inside Halo's head. Nervously, she shifted her weight. "I um, I brought tea and flowers, for you and Zee. Sedna showed me how to make tea, and I just thought the flowers were pretty," she explained, offering the smile she could muster. It was small, but it was Halo.

"Halo"