[se] tell me about the colors up there

She's the light in a dark room
She smiles with her eyes and it'll hold you

As always, Deimos' brilliant mind comes to the rescue, plucking Evie out of her fretting and brainstorming and plopping her right down in the center of a perfect solution. One that has her heart twisting with emphatic love for all the ways it caters to her in particular. The greenhouse may not have been born from her hands but it is her domain all the same, and a perfect visual backdrop to their vows.

"That would be perfect. The aquatic section is large enough for Hadama to utilize if he decides to come and more than warm enough for Kiada to wear what she wants." Blue eyes soften, impressed as ever by his quick thinking. "Let's put that down as a hard yes." And though she doesn't say anything about Samuel directly, she uses her own pencil to circle where he'd written it, clearly in agreement. While she certainly won't be bringing anything in memory of her parents, she would like for Sam to be there in memory.

"I think that's a great compromise - we have some desperately nosy citizens after all," she laughs, winking capriciously. Many had eagle-eyed her ring since Deimos' proposal, and while they aren't keeping it a secret, nobody close to them who hadn't already been informed had dared to ask yet. Still, Evie knows sharks when she sees them, and some of their people are desperate for confirmation of the news. "I wouldn't be surprised if they'd be eager to attend. And it's always nice to hold a celebration; so long as we have our private ceremony first." Grandiose displays may have appealed to her in her youth, but they don't any longer.

She's a bullet that's about to fire
And she's the steady that will keep you sane

Evie