Snrk—hahaha!

[ it’s a completely undignified laugh that she’ll be embarrassed about later, but she can’t help it. her head tilts back and her fangs catch in the light, only for her to remember herself and cover her mouth. she’s still grinning, though. ]

I like the way you think, child. What else could we say? [ she moves closer, crouching near the flowers as well. ] You filthy flowers. I wouldn’t even pick you for the grave of my worst enemy.