[ francesca is still visibly shaken from the drakenet video call as she unsteadily moves about her room, shoving things into a duffel bag. a firm knock at the door causes her to drop whatever she's holding, and she slowly turns in that direction, unsure of whether christos or val'drin will be on the other side.
regardless, she hurries that way and opens the door, audibly releasing a breath she hadn't realized she was holding - a clear gesture of relief - when she sees christos in the threshold. she silently moves aside for his entry, watching him expectantly. ]
francesca ♔ closed to christos
regardless, she hurries that way and opens the door, audibly releasing a breath she hadn't realized she was holding - a clear gesture of relief - when she sees christos in the threshold. she silently moves aside for his entry, watching him expectantly. ]