HOTARU
The answer Flora gives admittedly only makes things worse because Hotaru would quite like to bring Sunjata around, show him the reasons she still tries to live her life and see if maybe it would bring a little light back into his own. "His life is far more dramatic than George's, don't you think your mother deserves a break?" She sighs theatrically; dramatics like Remi and Ronin and oopsie-twins and the like, stories Flora does know.
Ru has no input on where Maeve and Harper may end up, but she revels in the outcome of having stirred the pot all the same. The sudden intensity that follows is admittedly not what she expected from such a comment, but the Valkyrie refocuses immediately, listening attentively as she wraps her arms around the Doubletake and brings her close the moment she seeks physical comfort. It's something she hadn't foreseen Flora being burdened by which makes her chest ache at her oversight. "I would be proud to have you hyphenate your name instead. It feels like, that way, you are a piece of both of us in equal measure. The way you are." And to hear her own surname segmented and portioned away onto a pedestal of its own certainly does things to her heart. Equally uncaring of the mud, she runs a hand over Flora's hair down to her nape, where she presses her close into her chest and kisses right at the line of her baby hairs. "And you can be the start of something then. Something new." Squeezing her for good measure, Hotaru murmurs against her crown. "But you will always be my Flora." No last name required.
Ru has no input on where Maeve and Harper may end up, but she revels in the outcome of having stirred the pot all the same. The sudden intensity that follows is admittedly not what she expected from such a comment, but the Valkyrie refocuses immediately, listening attentively as she wraps her arms around the Doubletake and brings her close the moment she seeks physical comfort. It's something she hadn't foreseen Flora being burdened by which makes her chest ache at her oversight. "I would be proud to have you hyphenate your name instead. It feels like, that way, you are a piece of both of us in equal measure. The way you are." And to hear her own surname segmented and portioned away onto a pedestal of its own certainly does things to her heart. Equally uncaring of the mud, she runs a hand over Flora's hair down to her nape, where she presses her close into her chest and kisses right at the line of her baby hairs. "And you can be the start of something then. Something new." Squeezing her for good measure, Hotaru murmurs against her crown. "But you will always be my Flora." No last name required.
Oh, drunken gods of slaughter
You know I've always been your favorite daughter
You know I've always been your favorite daughter
