she listens to him speak with a patient smile, never truly minding the ramblings of another. she enjoys listening to others talk ( in particular, the way gentle voices carry seem to be calming for her ), and pierce is ever so busy. though her attachments are few, eva values peace and often welcomes company in times their group encourages rest. she herself has a tendency to fall in the traps of duty, but having come into contact with the peaceful revenants, eva has come to appreciate these moments just that much more.
❝ our minds may not remember, but our hearts always will. i don’t believe memories truly leave us; everything we intake becomes apart of us in someway... perhaps that’s the cause of nostalgia, even if we can’t recall what we seem to be missing. ❞ eyes glimmer with an odd wisdom before they’re curtained away, eva opting to sip at her tea. she remains with her eyes closed for a beat, savoring the foreign sweetness upon her tongue, and as the cup clinks against the saucer, her smile returns.
‘ you don’t have to be so polite, pierce. of course i’ll help, though in return, i’d love to hear more of your tea recommendations. ’ a sheepishness runs across her features, brows slightly upturned. ‘ though, i apologize if i’m not much help... are you cross-breeding flowers, perhaps ? ’ // @dawn-broken ( cont. )