[ red still, but firing right back at her. Vi's soft laugh clips off the tail end of her words, eyes fluttering low as she shakes her head in amusement. it's a welcome distraction from... everything. moments ago. they hadn't had time for these kinds of distractions — not even when Vi had found herself succumbing to them anyway, curled up on the biggest bed she'd ever laid upon. ]
Riiiight, I overheard her talking about some gardens. [ something that probably exists topside that Vi only has peripheral knowledge of, incapable of understanding the grandiose kinds of foliage rich people just have space to grow where they aren't all stacked on top of each other. it isn't relevant to the conversation, but Vi loads the information like a bullet in the chamber to a gun called taunting ]
Did she invite you to her lady garden?
[ if Caitlyn's question bears sincerity, Vi has elected to sincerely... ignore it. ]
why is putting it away the WORST part always
Riiiight, I overheard her talking about some gardens. [ something that probably exists topside that Vi only has peripheral knowledge of, incapable of understanding the grandiose kinds of foliage rich people just have space to grow where they aren't all stacked on top of each other. it isn't relevant to the conversation, but Vi loads the information like a bullet in the chamber to a gun called taunting ]
Did she invite you to her lady garden?
[ if Caitlyn's question bears sincerity, Vi has elected to sincerely... ignore it. ]