[se] don't lose your sheen

MELITA

Melita couldn’t help the infinite wrinkling of her nose over the prospects of the Grounds, given she suspected there wouldn’t be any found. “It’s too bad, I guess. It could’ve been not shitty once.” But in between the monsters, the upheavals, the struggles for power, the war, and anything else traumatic and ridiculous, the world had been turned over and not in a good way.

Trusting the Honeybee at all might’ve been another brash endeavor, but she permitted a fanged grin as the staff jostled the rock open, and all the archaic, primordial designs in the void couldn’t have matched the pinnacle of red dazzling before them. “Oooh gimme,” she hooted with extended fingers, eager to grab and take. “What’re you going to do with yours?”

You're all gonna watch me
Disappear into the sun