“ hmm. i suppose this isn’t the first time we’ve shared living quarters, ” cinder mentions with an attempt at a wink ( ah, even now sometimes they forget they’ve only one eye, so hopefully neo doesn’t think it’s blinking ). they scan the room, golden gaze floating from the barren table in the corner to the clinical - looking bed pushed against the opposite wall, but the main spectacle is the massive window where all of atlas is laid out to see. cinder turns back to her then, smirking as their heel clicks. “ a terribly gorgeous view, don’t you think? ”
@neovoa .

















