gentle fingers curl around enchanted stems, handling the hell-friendly flora with care as they merrily approach house envy’s front door despite what they were feeling. the angel hadn’t been able ( perish the thought they earnestly try ) to stop smiling since stepping foot into @irigy’s territory, as it was drenched in the demon’s energy. the realm, however, was a different story. uncomfortable in this place, not made for it, yet, apart from wintertide, not its first visit. ( willful, it’ll be fine, so long as love’s near it. ) politely, pinnikolai knocks for him, stepping back with a thoughtful gaze, a subtle smile dancing on their lips, and, in hand, an affectionately selected assortment of venus flytraps, devil’s trumpets, blood moss, and spider lilies watered and weaved with their energy. they were sure to ask if it was okay that they stop by, as per kiyan’s request, hopefully giving him that time to ‘ prepare ’ should he have needed it.
