( cobalt meets violet and isis returns the smile, a gentle upward turn of her lips that's genuine. the smiles given so far have served purpose; this one does too, she supposes, but it is genuine too. it is easier within the steam-filed space, where reality hides beyond the mist and four wooden walls. ) And what's the measure of need? Loose muscles? An easiness of breath?
( she chuckles and nods, taking the advice to heart either way. she doesn't believe she can grow faint, not from this, but humans can and isis means to act human. )
The baths back home are unlike this. ( at least amongst the gods; she is no stranger to the ones shared by humans either, with their stench of filth that cannot be washed away with simple water and herbs. ) All cool stone and relief from the Sun's heat.
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Date: 2023-11-30 10:09 pm (UTC)( she chuckles and nods, taking the advice to heart either way. she doesn't believe she can grow faint, not from this, but humans can and isis means to act human. )
The baths back home are unlike this. ( at least amongst the gods; she is no stranger to the ones shared by humans either, with their stench of filth that cannot be washed away with simple water and herbs. ) All cool stone and relief from the Sun's heat.