do every stupid thing that makes you feel alive

and I tried to remember how nice it had been

”Oh, a sailor,” Vai says, as if it should have been obvious, and she gently bumps her knuckles against the scruff of his jaw, a playful grin spreading across her face. ”Pray tell, what’s the name of his ship? That way I can make sure not to come across it.” She’s only half joking, knowing that sailors can be a rough lot at the best of times. Then again, she has fallen quite literally into Zeph’s lap, and she’s probably rougher than a lot of ‘em, so... whatever.

Then he mentions Sam, and she’s giggling all over again, leaning in to press her lips against his in a soft kiss. ”He already knows,” she whispers. ”He came to see me, a little while before the festival. You’ll probably need to tell him yourself, though, it’s true.” She winks.

a long long time ago

Vervain