so many lines that I've crossed unforgiven

To kiss in cars and downtown bars
Was all we needed

There was definitely something going on with Flora, even if Soh had missed the mark entirely about Koa. But before she could ask, Flora had forced a cheerful "be right back" and fled to the kitchen, leaving Soh to think over her words.

She wanted more with Koa. She hadn't realized just how badly until perhaps this moment, and it blindsided her completely, leaving her speechless as Flora bustled about in the kitchen. She hadn't dared to hope or dream, but when Flora had asked, she had simply known. But she'd had her chance, hadn't she? And she'd blown it.

Tarak shifted on his tower, whistling a soft note in her general direction, and she pushed back a silent refrain of I'm fine. And even if it wasn't true yet, it would be, one day. She would be fine. Eventually.

Flora returned with more wine, and Soh murmured a soft thank you as her friend reseated herself. She peered at Flora over her too-full wine glass, her brow furrowed. She didn't particularly agree with the Doubletake's assessment - she rather thought she'd had her shot and blown it. But that wasn't the important thing, not right now. "You can tell me anything, Flora," she said, reaching out to grasp her friend's hand and offer an encouraging smile.

You drew stars around my scars
But now I'm bleedin'

Sohalia