Tris sweeps a glance over her as though she can see the art that Blue's imagining, assessing and taking in, and Blue can feel her cheeks heat a little, taking a long gulp of her coffee. The way she is around Tris is a little more easily unspoken than she is with anyone else, and yet sometimes she finds herself lost for what Tris thinks about her. But they've been friends nearly since Blue got here, since that horrible ashen Darrow, and she can be raw and unpretty and off center around her.
She curves a smile. "Sounds good." That reminds her of that city, too, when losing everything she loved was just a sort of demon she had to fight.
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Date: 2018-04-13 03:42 pm (UTC)She curves a smile. "Sounds good." That reminds her of that city, too, when losing everything she loved was just a sort of demon she had to fight.