The description makes Adia smile, as unfamiliar as it is. "A kingdom in the clouds sounds a little like being in space... well, an ideal version of being in space, anyway. There was a luxury liner in our fleet... you would have liked it, I think. Even people who weren't into outer space enjoyed traveling on that kind of ship."
"Oh..." She looks over at the door longingly. It's been a long time since she's seen a cat, and she loves meeting people's pets. "Um... well, just so you know, I'm not allergic, so if you ever wanted to let her out and about, that'd be fine with me." She smiles at his little joke before asking curiously, "Do you think cats can dreamwalk? I feel like if any animal would be good at it, it'd be a cat."
And it sounds like the Fae are good at it, too. Which unnerves her, after the way Viatorus described them. Nightmares are bad enough without the thought of a dangerous being lurking among them. "I'm kind of glad that there isn't any evidence of them in my world," she admits. "They sound intimidating. I'm good at riddles, but not when I'm put on the spot."
Viatorus's reaction reassures her that it was a memory worth sharing. "We were friends for so long, and..." She laughs self-consciously. "I guess I was really that clueless. The tulips said more than words ever could." She shifts in her seat, releasing some of the tension in her posture. "I questioned nearly everything about Caspar, after I learned that he was a Cylon. But not that."
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Date: 2017-04-19 03:17 am (UTC)"Oh..." She looks over at the door longingly. It's been a long time since she's seen a cat, and she loves meeting people's pets. "Um... well, just so you know, I'm not allergic, so if you ever wanted to let her out and about, that'd be fine with me." She smiles at his little joke before asking curiously, "Do you think cats can dreamwalk? I feel like if any animal would be good at it, it'd be a cat."
And it sounds like the Fae are good at it, too. Which unnerves her, after the way Viatorus described them. Nightmares are bad enough without the thought of a dangerous being lurking among them. "I'm kind of glad that there isn't any evidence of them in my world," she admits. "They sound intimidating. I'm good at riddles, but not when I'm put on the spot."
Viatorus's reaction reassures her that it was a memory worth sharing. "We were friends for so long, and..." She laughs self-consciously. "I guess I was really that clueless. The tulips said more than words ever could." She shifts in her seat, releasing some of the tension in her posture. "I questioned nearly everything about Caspar, after I learned that he was a Cylon. But not that."