𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓 , 𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓 ; knows that if it was given to the WRONG PERSON it was a liability . a seedling that if planted would render even the strongest of warriors WEAK , a type of openness that she couldn’t afford . the woman’s question make the being bristle , something angry threatening to take form within her . but instead she looks around at their predicament , notices those of rotting flesh were only getting closer now . black irises , cool & harsh , flicker back to stranger noting how full her cheeks were . full as they could be during the end of the world . which meant maybe she was being cared for , a place of sanctuary . so eris swallows down the voice , gravelling & hissing , that tells her to avoid. to flee . instead morphs expression into a practiced one , eyes growing bigger , looking like she’s opening the bullet proof wall around her just a crack . just enough for one to peek inside . . . DON’T LOOK .
❛ yes , ❜ vox is light , airy . a product of a scheme in the making . ❛ i trust you . ❜