shine on you crazy diamond; Hestia/Any

[Gallows]

Let it not be said that I can't pick up on subtleties. Of course, mind reading makes that a tad easier but I like to think that I'm still fluent in body language. Hey, it's my mind. I'll fucking think what I want. I nudge Namaah's side, and wink at the twitterpated ponies. I have the feeling, ahem, that they would like to be alone. And just because I've told Namaah how babies are made doesn't mean I want her having a front row seat to that show. "Time to go, fledgling. Fennick and Hestia need to be alone if you want that playmate." She makes a face, but doesn't protest. With a chipper "Bye Fennick! By Hestia! Have fun!" she bounds away ahead of me. No doubt ready to talk my ear off about her potential new playmate. I roll my eyes, and leave the pair without a backwards glance, my wings ruffling the grass. G A L L O W S We must all hang together or, assuredly, we shall all hang separately.