07-11-2019, 07:19 PM
A warm smile bloomed as she caught sight of Tobias, waving effusively to gain attention until they closed the distance. In as much as she relied on El to anchor her in more turbulent waters, she was happy to take the lead when he felt the need to linger back (at least when their company was not Damien). Scepticism shadowed those cooler waters, but their luck had run so dry of late she could not blame him. Her gaze drank the boat in curiously. She’d been stuck in Moscow so long now that the idea of journey - even if only along the river - lit her usually enthusiastic demeanor with something extra.
She watched the loading of supplies with wide eyes, warmth creeping into her cheeks when she realised how much such a favour might have cost Tobias to negotiate. “This is amazing,” she said, squeezing his arm in brief greeting. She did not need the touch to read him, but the familiarity soothed nonetheless. “Does she have a name? When can we leave?”
She watched the loading of supplies with wide eyes, warmth creeping into her cheeks when she realised how much such a favour might have cost Tobias to negotiate. “This is amazing,” she said, squeezing his arm in brief greeting. She did not need the touch to read him, but the familiarity soothed nonetheless. “Does she have a name? When can we leave?”