𝘞 𝘌 𝘐 ! !

small ears twitch upright, as far as an indication of her being startled as she'd be willing to admit to. even if her breath had caught in her throat, for just a moment. stiffening, ruby suppresses the slight temptation to smile. ever incapable of subtlety, helios. . . »

( dolcemente. . . . no, such a pivot would not offer the necessary flare for her upcoming performance. it must be splendid. it must be perfection. ruby draws a neat line through it, caps the fountain pen, sets it down. ) »

( even in her sleep, it seems daitaku helios retains her jovial disposition. . . the ear closest to the resting sun upon her side pivots toward, much to ruby's chagrin. what does she dream of. . . ? no. that would be meaningless to ponder. focus. ) »

( she's almost. . . impressed. at least, until the weight of the other begins to press upon her. finally, does her head turn to actually look * at helios. properly, for the first time since she had begun her work. ) helios-san—— ? »

there is. . . no need to thank me. ( an indiscernible flick of the ear, &, slight is the furrow of her brow as nib is brought down upon paper once more. how many minutes will helios commit to this endeavour? let the count begin. . . . . . . )

( the air whipped up around her stirs immaculately coiled ringlets just enough to warrant a glance that lasts but a few milliseconds. once more, does fountain pen pause. ) . . . yes. this is a public space, after all. however, i must concentrate.

( lips purse, & slight is the creasing under eyes. when will she learn. . . ? well, no matter. . . back to work. )

helios-san. . . ( slow exhale. ) . . . never mind. good day to you.

(sigh. . . fountain pen stills, hovering above sheet music neatly laid out upon the table before her. ) you may, additionally, take the time to request a future arrangement in person. . . i'm very sorry, but i cannot fulfill your desire when you continue in this manner.

. . . i've told you many times, please discuss plans in advance. i must complete the remainder of my annotations within the hour, as begets my schedule.

ah. . . good evening, helios-san.

supposing she must get comfortable with her back plastered to the floor, palmer is more than content simply watching. this sight, alone, would have served to have been a perfect gift to her. anything else. . . ? simply a bonus. »

what a—— colourful blur! 💦 * heading right for her, at mach speed—— ! 💦💦 * bracing herself, & yet, they're both still sent flying, & she's laughing all the while. typical helios, always the centre of her cheer. »