[ It only serves to make her laugh, the sound echoes harshly in their environment. Rose stays ahead of him, moving just fast enough that she thinks he won't keep track of the twists and turns. It's an old habit, one she hasn't bothered getting rid of. She has little use for all these sundry things, she can barely carry even a fifth, but she can trade them. Maybe. Haven is a negotiable world, more familiar and intrinsic than Titans Tower. ]
[ She ignores the inner reprimand that's Joey, telling her she should have left this other Rose behind. She has friends now, a family, a home, and kindness. She doesn't need the suspicion anymore. (but families can crumble in an instant, the whole world can crack apart, and one needed to be ready). ]
Ta-dah.
[ Instead of slowing down she just comes to an abrupt stop, and gestures out to those sweet, sweet guns on the cave floor. ]
no subject
[ She ignores the inner reprimand that's Joey, telling her she should have left this other Rose behind. She has friends now, a family, a home, and kindness. She doesn't need the suspicion anymore. (but families can crumble in an instant, the whole world can crack apart, and one needed to be ready). ]
Ta-dah.
[ Instead of slowing down she just comes to an abrupt stop, and gestures out to those sweet, sweet guns on the cave floor. ]
Merry Christmas, Happy Birthday.