flora
Not minding one little bit the way Sohalia's eyes drank her in, if Flora subtly shifted her shoulders and hips to better bare her assets, what of it? Flora had never been accused of being shy. "No apology needed." The Doubletake replies, coming to stand close enough to the cartographer that she was able to see the dusting of freckles across her nose that surely had come from the sun if not genetics. Watching Soh begin to depart with a twist of her hips and a rather disappointed smile, it was with a catlike grin that she welcomed the blonde's question.
"Girl," Flora admonished playfully. "How are you going to be in Torchline and not know where Safrin's shrine is?" Tutting playfully under her breath and tossing a tangle of curls over her shoulder, Flora takes a moment to look Sohalia up and down—to properly look her up and down. "You aren't from around here, are you?" That much was clear enough if she hadn't known whose shrine she was at. "My guess is..." Narrowing her gaze and biting at her lip, Flora crinkles her nose slightly as she debates for just a moment. "Stormbreak. Am I right?"
"Girl," Flora admonished playfully. "How are you going to be in Torchline and not know where Safrin's shrine is?" Tutting playfully under her breath and tossing a tangle of curls over her shoulder, Flora takes a moment to look Sohalia up and down—to properly look her up and down. "You aren't from around here, are you?" That much was clear enough if she hadn't known whose shrine she was at. "My guess is..." Narrowing her gaze and biting at her lip, Flora crinkles her nose slightly as she debates for just a moment. "Stormbreak. Am I right?"
damn they don't make them like this anymore
