[private] take a bite and let it linger

[Mazikeen]

At least Mazikeen does not have to pretend with this sibling, which is something of a relief. There’s no game to be had, no entertainment to be found in keeping up the charade of Gale being who he had once been. Or who she had once been, for that matter. It’s easier to talk to someone who she didn’t know before - who didn’t know her. Who couldn’t dredge up memories and emotions she could not connect to anymore. She is curious, though not enough to ask, how that meeting with Gale went in Hyaline. The next question draws out a sliver of a smile. “Not as much as one might hope.” Mazikeen pauses for a brief moment, debating whether to continue or not, and deciding there’s no point in holding her tongue. She had never been very good at doing that anyway, in any of her lives. “We’ve been shifter-only since before the eclipse and I think our reputation may be deterring casual visitors.” Gale’s reputation, she supposes - a little bitterness curling inside of her. The plans for fire and chaos never seemed to actually happen as they allow themselves to continue to be distracted, as they spend time in Hyaline ignoring the rest of the world. She wants more, craves it, but she doesn't mind how little her kingdom is bothered. The visitors are rarely interesting enough to even chase out and when they are, it is not enough to ease her restlessness. A small frown's worked its way into Mazikeen's red-orange eyes and she distracts herself from her frustration by asking another question - shifting the topic away from the brother she knows very well to the one that had initiated this conversation. “Do you live with Reave in Nerine?” m a z i k e e n .

 

@Aela