dig my way out of the ocean

Ignita had not had much of a chance to visit with Spider since their smithing lessons and even less of a chance to console them after... Things fell apart. Finally here at the festival, they could conveniently sit together. She knew they were hurting, and she had wished she had a chance to at least sit with them before this, but needs must and they were both working hard for the Armada.

She came close to Spider, the book in her satchel ready for her to break it open and consume.
"Hey Spi, can I sit with you? Artorias let me see the library and I'm borrowing a book. Wanna see it?" She asked, trying to ignore the scent of wine on their breath. Maybe she could distract them a bit from the misery they surely must be feeling. She tried to ignore the guilt also coiling within her, feeling like the misery they were feeling was all her fault.


"Ignita"