“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)
