“Try describing what you see and we might come to a common conclusion,” the woman suggested, her eyebrows raised in mute surprise—or, perhaps, a silent question writ large on her refined features.
"Well, to be quite honest with you, I don't exactly know what I'm looking at."
The mercenary said with a shrug of his shoulders before folding his arms over his chest. Mouth shifting to the side a bit as he thougth about his current situation.
— 𝔸𝖉𝖆 𝕎𝖔𝖓𝖌 —
𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝙾𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊
“You don’t seem impressed,” she mused, her stare calm but with a strangely intent expression as if she was latching onto his every word and catching every detail.
— 𝔸𝖉𝖆 𝕎𝖔𝖓𝖌 —
@invivanatura.bsky.social
Standing next to her, fingers drumming along the seams of his pants.
