❛ you didn't hear a word of what i just said, did you? ❜
her foot taps against the dirt, tempo of it rapid even despite the lack of real energy put towards it. she is listening, always does when it comes to him, but she is also listening to the children nearby, the auntie concerned, the sputtering of machineries already repaired once, twice on their last legs yet again. but she is listening to him in broad strokes, gathering loose ideas of what he wants from her. she's almost insulted he would even ask, clear in the way that when her gaze drags to him it's with a roll, ❝ so rude, ekko. i heard you. loud and clear: ❞ her smile is as bright as the tip of her finger which sparks with energy when she brings it up in recounting, ❝ hit ‘em hard, ❞ joined by another, chaining the energy from one digit to the next, ❝ hit ’em fast. ❞
those are the easy ones, she doesn't know any other way to bring them to their knees. and, for him, she even adds in what she ordinarily finds easier to ignore, ❝ and don't do anything you wouldn't do. ❞ and those fingers are pulled together to pinch his cheek, spark carrying across his skin in a there then gone manner. lightning. funny. it draws a laugh as she dismisses serious-faced boy with flippant words carrying genuine emotion, ❝ got this. don't worry, okay? ❞ in-out, rearing to go. the quicker the better; back to be a nightlight for kids haunted by things in the dark — dreams, memories — back in time to fix what's broken, and to console another while doing it. packed schedule.
add onto all of that his peace of mind? it has zeri pushing off the wall she's been leaning against, feet conducting energy around the soles already; always able to slow down for ekko, though, borrowing time from boy who has it to soothe him over ( she knows how he gets ) with, she thinks, warranted confidence, ❝ seriously. got my gun, my sparks — they won't catch me and they'll die trying. how's that for efficient, huh? ❞ his go ahead is her starting pistol. she eyes him less impatiently than she would any other, but, nevertheless, impatiently — ever-present urgency softened by care.
@fielyte , random dialogue.
