yeah, you're right.
( two opposing sides at war, of course it's complicated. this was expected. knowing this, it still doesn't erase how much freja misses her.
angela's next point, however, makes freja fall silent for a moment. )
i apologize for that but . . . things have grown more complicated as of late, freja .
vivian is stressed because the ijc has been breathing down her neck and . . . overwatch knows about you and emre stealing the super solider serum on talon's behalf .
" kind of. they're mostly blurs . . . i had to have a few drinks in me beforehand so that i could be sociable enough for them. "
the memory elicits a soft chuckle from freja as she tucks a strand of hair behind angela's ear.
she melts gently into her grasp, shifting to hold her wine glass with both her hands.
“do you remember those old overwatch propaganda events? this reminds me so much of those.”
she almost didn’t come. these social events are totally not her thing . . . but she couldn’t bear leaving angela here alone.
“ i had to. i knew i’d be getting to see you in that dress if i did. ”
thankfully. there was someone there who too could access those rooftops. with a yellow glow of her wings, she would launch into the air and gracefully land near the hunter.
“i knew you would show.”