[open] (any) thing could happen

[Fiorina]

It is not a lot of fun to snipe comments at someone who does not shoot insults back. It is a little fun - of course - but it’s not the sort of entertainment that can last. And although Fiorina cannot see the grin after the remark about how the fire must have been a trick of the light - it does not take much of an imagination to see it there anyway. Fiorina scowls at the comment that she would likely come up empty, even after this stranger left. Probably because of these “fire horns” she apparently has now, right? It seems laughable. But then her ears catch the sound of rustling feathers and her focus snaps to attention. In the flickering light of her horns, it would be evident that her eyes are useless but her head is turned fully towards her now and her ears are pricked. Well alright damn, Fiorina was curious. She doesn’t even remember the tail end of the comment - something about meeting up in the future - so she doesn’t pretend to try to reply to it. The subject change was going to be abrupt, sure, but even so she couldn’t help it. Couldn’t think of anything else to say except what she wanted to ask most. “Do you have wings?” She speaks it quietly and though her voice is never quite soft or gentle, it does not come with the same “fuck off” spines it had been laced with moments ago. It seems incredibly odd, though perhaps a little perfect, to find someone with wings after she had her sight stolen while she quests for those very things. “What’s it like to fly?”

@[Oceane]