[Anna's kind of flying by the seat of her pants, here. There's a lot at stake, but ever since her conversation with Soeki, she's been antsy. He had a point—why wait, when either of them could vanish any day now? She's been doing a lot of thinking, and the only conclusion she can come to is that she wants to ask Lorna to marry her.
So she goes to Lorna's room in the early evening, her grass-hair pulled up into a braided crown, the black hellebore that came in in December striking against her frosted-white leaves and grass. It's startling, these days, to look into the mirror and realize how much she looks like Elsa. She's just about to knock, when the door opens, and Anna finds herself staring Lorna right in the face. Her hand, curled into a fist, pauses in midair, and then she giggles, letting it fall to her side.]
Hi, honeyhooves...I was just coming to talk to you!
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So she goes to Lorna's room in the early evening, her grass-hair pulled up into a braided crown, the black hellebore that came in in December striking against her frosted-white leaves and grass. It's startling, these days, to look into the mirror and realize how much she looks like Elsa. She's just about to knock, when the door opens, and Anna finds herself staring Lorna right in the face. Her hand, curled into a fist, pauses in midair, and then she giggles, letting it fall to her side.]
Hi, honeyhooves...I was just coming to talk to you!