❤ ┆ nora
Nora scoffed, a hand lifting to rub her forehead in an irritated manner before moving with her other digits.
‘ I’m pretty, and we can get you a hat like that anytime. ‘
She glanced at the man and his hat, making a disgusted expression before looking back to Neo.
‘ It’s not like he understands us anyways- can we just get rid of him? ‘
┅ ∴ ❤ she looks the man up and down, eyebrows arching in a satisfied smirk. oh, she liked what she was seeing. ‘ i need him for my ever-growing collection of gingers. ’ she replied. it was-- actually difficult to tell if she was being serious or joking. neo had a crazy way about her, something mentally wrong ? it was undiagnosed, but something was going on in her head that wasn’t right. ‘ you can speak. you can teach him sign language. && translate for him. ”














