One might consider this serendipitous - that the person Dahlia has been seeking out since King's End is the very one to come to her rescue, however briefly he may have considered leaving her in the cold.
And anyone with half a brain would say it was going exactly to plan. Regardless, here comes her knight in shining armour, and Dahlia blinks through the dark and the rain up at him, accepting his hand with clear gratitude.
"Thank you so much," she says, her breathless voice somewhat swallowed by the downpour. Gripping his fingers and gathering herself to her feet, she glances back at the cobbles to make sure she hasn't dropped anything or broken the heel of her shoe. "Sorry for the trouble. I was trying to get back to the White Hart, but I believe I've gotten myself turned around. My name's Dahlia."
And anyone with half a brain would say it was going exactly to plan. Regardless, here comes her knight in shining armour, and Dahlia blinks through the dark and the rain up at him, accepting his hand with clear gratitude.
"Thank you so much," she says, her breathless voice somewhat swallowed by the downpour. Gripping his fingers and gathering herself to her feet, she glances back at the cobbles to make sure she hasn't dropped anything or broken the heel of her shoe. "Sorry for the trouble. I was trying to get back to the White Hart, but I believe I've gotten myself turned around. My name's Dahlia."
let me put my lips to something
let me wrap my teeth around the world
let me wrap my teeth around the world
