H-339: Little Isle Manor House, Parlour
Raina gives Lia a slow blink and drains her glass, toys with it briefly in her hands before it becomes still. Her mud-brown eyes are fixed on Lia for a long time before she speaks.
“Breathing freer now?
“Or not yet?”
What sort of tone is she using there?
Lia takes a slow breath and closes her eyes briefly. She allows her body to relax back into the couch before opening them again and giving Raina a slightly sheepish glance.
“You would think after all this time that they wouldn’t still aggravate… and yet…”