She must be something, for you to stand up for her like that.
[ On the subject of Gideon's necromancer, whoever she is. A little skull painted egg, swaddled in Ninth House black lace. Delicate and difficult. It reminds her of someone else, on the tip of what is no longer a tongue. ]
I don't know if I can. [ She hasn't tried, but she should - and she should get Mercy to try them, and see if she likes them enough to be coaxed to eat more, until her stomach is full and her lips are covered in sugar. ] But you should have them. Don't forget.
[ She tickles the girl's cheek again, happy about her pretty yellow eyes, and the shape of how they're set. They're good eyes, she decides. ]
It's one of a cavalier's sacred duties, you know - looking after the flesh.
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[ On the subject of Gideon's necromancer, whoever she is. A little skull painted egg, swaddled in Ninth House black lace. Delicate and difficult. It reminds her of someone else, on the tip of what is no longer a tongue. ]
I don't know if I can. [ She hasn't tried, but she should - and she should get Mercy to try them, and see if she likes them enough to be coaxed to eat more, until her stomach is full and her lips are covered in sugar. ] But you should have them. Don't forget.
[ She tickles the girl's cheek again, happy about her pretty yellow eyes, and the shape of how they're set. They're good eyes, she decides. ]
It's one of a cavalier's sacred duties, you know - looking after the flesh.