Lift off your arms and I'll get the coffee
The elementals beyond their window panes scare the life out of her given how quickly the tone has become somber, and Evie's heart rabbits in her chest as she glares ineffectually out the glass at the water spirits playing some form of game just beyond. Turning away to rest her hip against the counter as the water begins to heat, Evie lends her ears readily to the information Deimos has to share, her slight thoughtful frown deepening over time into something more somber.
"Given how often The Voice meddled beyond this realm, I suppose we shouldn't be surprised a threat from beyond could still exist," she murmurs, rather certain he hadn't meant a land other than Caido, some island or other mass of earth - even if that may have been preferable for Safrin to concern herself with. "I wonder why she would choose to go alone?" Worry creeps unbidden up the inside of her ribs, shining through on her face as she bites her lip.
The soft early whistle of the kettle distracts her, and she sets about making their cups as Deimos continues to cook. "I think that's the best start we can ask for. I'm glad she told you before she left, it gives us more time to get everyone in the know." Setting the tea to steep, she braces her hands on the counter and simply stares at the changing colors of the liquid for a moment, lost in her own head. As a Grounder, she can't help but begin to think of the worst, and it makes her skin feel tight and itchy with the need for action. Instead of weathering it alone, she turns back around to go back to Deimos' side, even if it's only a few inches of difference in proximity. "Perhaps inter-region relationships will be vital sooner than we expected." They would need to help each other and remain close at hand politically if something dire enough to prompt the absence of one of their heralds was shadowing their doorsteps.
"Given how often The Voice meddled beyond this realm, I suppose we shouldn't be surprised a threat from beyond could still exist," she murmurs, rather certain he hadn't meant a land other than Caido, some island or other mass of earth - even if that may have been preferable for Safrin to concern herself with. "I wonder why she would choose to go alone?" Worry creeps unbidden up the inside of her ribs, shining through on her face as she bites her lip.
The soft early whistle of the kettle distracts her, and she sets about making their cups as Deimos continues to cook. "I think that's the best start we can ask for. I'm glad she told you before she left, it gives us more time to get everyone in the know." Setting the tea to steep, she braces her hands on the counter and simply stares at the changing colors of the liquid for a moment, lost in her own head. As a Grounder, she can't help but begin to think of the worst, and it makes her skin feel tight and itchy with the need for action. Instead of weathering it alone, she turns back around to go back to Deimos' side, even if it's only a few inches of difference in proximity. "Perhaps inter-region relationships will be vital sooner than we expected." They would need to help each other and remain close at hand politically if something dire enough to prompt the absence of one of their heralds was shadowing their doorsteps.
There's sleep in your eyes, I'll pull the curtains back gently
Evie
