spindrift knight

"Ehhh---!! O--Of course I have a permit...I just left it...In my homeworld!" Did he even have a permit to sell out of Link's house? Probably not...

"AHEM! Well, when you work from home, you have a little more time to plan stuff like this. Would you prefer I be underprepared and we end up sleeping in the rain or something?" She saw an out to change the subject at least.

Two years, had it been that long? Time really flew by when you were happy, it seemed. Her start in this city hadn't been great and she was still liable to keep to being a hermit, but Baobhan's constant presence always made the days more interesting. Truthfully, it gave her a reason to wake up in the morning aside from work. "Hah!" she snorts at the mention of complaints, the very notion far from her mind. But, if she could be a little selfish… "My only complaint, I suppose, is that I have never been able to find a good time to introduce you to people important to me."

● Even though she knew that it was all a simulation, there was something soothing about seeing the sun set over the ocean as she stepped onto the sands of a deserted island through a portal (with her arm wrapped around Eula's). "Surprise~! We've been wanting to get away together for a while now, right? This whole time I thought this Intraspace thing was hot garbo, but as it turns out it can do stuff like this!"

Baobhan gave the arm she was wrapped around a playful tug to reorient the knight so that she could see the more modern beachside cabin behind them. "Something I remember that time we were on that deserted island and spent the night together. We didn't get along at all back then, huh? But still..." She pressed her cheek into Eula's arm. "It's a precious memory of mine... or whatever!"

"To be honest, I think I couldn't stand you," She chuckled at the thought. In truth, it was much more complicated than that, but would it be right to not give the other a hard time to start? "It's precious to me, too. Because it's also when I started getting to know you."

"Is it sad that we both have terrible memories about events like these, or does it make us more compatible?" She knew Eula's reason well enough. Her nobility had placed expectations upon her, and the Archer could relate. She'd had to learn plenty when Morgan had adopted her and she had effectively become Britain's princess.

Mention of the garden party brought back fond memories, but it had indeed been some time since that had happened. This party, while nothing like the calm and quiet of the aforementioned event, was entertaining so far for Eula not to be too bothered. Baobhan on Eula's arm had long sense become a familiar and welcoming presence, so much so that the knight often felt a sense of something missing when they temporarily went their own ways. "Any unpleasant memories have long since been replaced with much happier ones," After all, they had met at a ball!

Baobhan is cheeky as usual, which earns a laugh from Eula in return. "I suppose I do." For once, she doesn't fight it. There's no witty retort, just acceptance in earnest. "But," Uh oh, maybe not total acceptance, "While I feel honored attending with you, you should feel honored to witness my dancing skill." There's a smug little smirk that follows after her saying so, before she leads both of them over to one of the less crowded corners.