I've done nothing wrong
Except for all the atrocities
Except for all the atrocities
She didn’t tread upon the rock, not yet anyway, maintaining her balance impeccably along the waves as if it was a completely and totally normal thing to do. At one point she crossed her arms over her chest, waiting for the eventuality of Jack’s actual reason for remaining there, one brow arched.
The Honeybee didn’t expect it to be about King’s End, nor Sunjata, and a part of her mulishly wondered what would happen if she said no and avoided it altogether. But then again, curiosity and impulsivity countered and conjured a little quicker, swifter, than her reluctance, so her head tilted, hair catching at the salt spray. “Sure. What did he do this time?” Assuming, of course, that her uncle had somehow managed to piss the Captain off, and this would be the only valid assertion for said visitation.
The Honeybee didn’t expect it to be about King’s End, nor Sunjata, and a part of her mulishly wondered what would happen if she said no and avoided it altogether. But then again, curiosity and impulsivity countered and conjured a little quicker, swifter, than her reluctance, so her head tilted, hair catching at the salt spray. “Sure. What did he do this time?” Assuming, of course, that her uncle had somehow managed to piss the Captain off, and this would be the only valid assertion for said visitation.
the honeybee
Besides that
I'm innocent
I'm innocent
