“You know,” Calligos says in a low voice, only for her, “They think your augmetic’s a crown.”

“Maybe it’s better they think it’s a crown. Maybe it’s better they don’t know the battles I’ve seen.”

“Oh? Whyever would you think that?”

“I think their noses might wrinkle and ruin their powder.”

– Systems Crossed to Rumours Found | Chapter 3

I have once again drawn them dancing and I may never stop tbh

(as always, prose featuring my beautiful babies written by @nadas-dirthalen <33)