#cresentrising

[oblivisms-a]

『☾』 : a wreath of flowers would be set upon the creatures head , hues of blue watching without fear but rather a soft smile on her lips towards him .

If he had eyes, his gaze would be piercing. 

Why was there such a frail looking young woman here before him, daring to adorn him with such a frivolous gift? A rare sight indeed - for someone to not hold immediate fear for his massive person, or to not simply be intimidated. Yet this one; this woman; she wore nothing but a smile.

The dark star tilted his head to the side slightly, as if to feign curiosity. And part of the gesture was true. He did not fight against her actions, nor did he remove the wreath that now adorned his head.

“Curious little creature. What is this for?”

[moonaspect-a]

“  you don’t have to talk, we can just sit together.  ”  

Misc Starters| (Accepting.)

She really didn’t even need to say it. Opening up to a stranger, even if also a Lunari, was a very foreign concept to Diana. In a way, it was actually worse. The Lunari didn’t need to hear her worries, much less her hardships. She was living for them and their deity, and she vowed to do what was best for their safety.

She didn’t want them to think she was incompetent, they had suffered enough, they needed hope.

So she did just that, quietly cleaning her blade while in the other’s presence. What she did or did not do was none of her business, but she’d let her sit around if she desired so. The reason for it Diana would never understand, she did not find herself to be of great company anyways.