[ she'll keep it in mind, at least. though her gaze slips to her drink too, humming thoughtfully. ]

Something like that. In my first life... I [ elijah ] was frustrated by everyone being so preoccupied with blacks and whites, rather than the color that could be found around them. But in the end, the only thing I [ elijah ] saw was black and white myself.

[ herself. ]

You know how Nests are. The affluent can get by pretty easily, but the lower you go the harder you work. My [ her ] family wasn't anything special, well-off as any of their neighbors, but everyone had to work hard to keep their head above water. I did too, especially in school.

[ ... she did, poor elijah. always looking at the ground just ahead of her just so she didn't trip. when did she get to stop and look up at everything else? or had she caught sight of the flowers sprinkled around the nest and sat for a while, entranced by the vibrant, transient beauty they held?

malkuth thinks of burning, crimson red, and how easily it flares and fades. ]

So you could say I'm making up for lost time in that life, and atoning for what I did in my second.