There was a time Elion would have protested being used as a Toula pillow, but she's swatted him into it, and now he just rolls over and gives a lick to her cheek, eyes still closed, flipping one of his wings over to cover her.
Gadriel was doing armor maintenance, because the machine spirits need to be placated and the veil walkers thing had done some damage. He puts it aside, rising, as Melinoë approaches. "A gift?" What? Why? Should he be nervous?
"It is the solace," she explained without the question being verbally asked, "and a season for giving gifts to loved ones. I had planned to offer this regardless, especially now that my request for a golden apple tree has been granted."
She held up a bottle of amber liquid that glittered when the dim sunlight that filtered through the trees hit it just right.
"It is ambrosia. Nectar of the gods. We share it with those we care for."
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Gadriel was doing armor maintenance, because the machine spirits need to be placated and the veil walkers thing had done some damage. He puts it aside, rising, as Melinoë approaches. "A gift?" What? Why? Should he be nervous?
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She held up a bottle of amber liquid that glittered when the dim sunlight that filtered through the trees hit it just right.
"It is ambrosia. Nectar of the gods. We share it with those we care for."