Eve blinks —- honestly, she hadn’t expected such a warm reception. Slowly, she allows a smile to tug at her lips, a small laugh spilling forth. How interesting, how curious.
“I don’t mind the flattery. It is much better than the alternative,” the almost-embrace »
"Pardon the unsolicited remark." The curve of Destruction's lips softened into a sheepish smile. "A pleasure to finally meet you." Again, his body acted ahead of his mind⸺almost moving to embrace Eve, but caught himself.
"I'm making a dreadful first impression, aren't I?"
“I know you, I know of you but I am not so sure we have ever officially met. Things get so tangled over the centuries ... you know?”
A hum and a tilt of her head.
Her own joke seems to have gone nowhere —- with that she sighs and sits back against the bench.
“I’m aware. I resided there for quite some time after the whole forbidden fruit debacle. I kept ravens, not pigeons.”
She grins fully now, a flash of pearly whites. »
Someone told me that Trader Joe’s was equivalent to paradise —-
I just went for the first time, and as a paradise connoisseur I have to say ... they were exaggerating a bit.
She hears his voice before she lifts her bright gaze to his face. A small, conspiratorial smile tugs at her lips. It has been awhile, indeed.
“Once or twice. Perhaps in a Dream,” she winks and turns back to the fawning flock to finish tossing out her stock of seeds.