( she sucks on her teeth audibly. the reason is difficult to say, and would be even with people she trusts more than these gods. it's a private thing and the compulsion to dismiss that question is great.
she's also reasonably sure it wouldn't work.
sigh. alright. ) It's... a way of remembering people, I s'pose. ( it blossomed into that, anyway. from beginnings, in her adoptive parents' back garden, running through to try and find a way out and getting lost in their lavender plants, spending hours just sitting there and missing her real parents. to what it is now. a ritual where - in those months where she lost someone - she'll let the scent of lavender waft through her home. )
video.
she's also reasonably sure it wouldn't work.
sigh. alright. ) It's... a way of remembering people, I s'pose. ( it blossomed into that, anyway. from beginnings, in her adoptive parents' back garden, running through to try and find a way out and getting lost in their lavender plants, spending hours just sitting there and missing her real parents. to what it is now. a ritual where - in those months where she lost someone - she'll let the scent of lavender waft through her home. )