Celestine
Assumptions sometimes were all she really had to go on, it wasn't as if she was all to wrong about them; most of the time he would find himself in the beds of others having had quite the physical night with them. Hell, he'd even do the same during the day if someone REALLY wanted to get into those pants of his. The woman tilted her head from side to side for a moment, just trying to loosen herself up just a little bit if anything; though soon enough so found a drink placed in front of her. With her hand she grabbed it and down that hatch it went, gulping at the liquid until she had to come up for air. "Into the mountains, huh? I guess that means I probably won't see you for a while then," she spoke softly, "that's a shame."
Celestine actually did mean for it as a shame, since she'd never really admit it, but whenever he wasn't around she always found herself missing the big dork. Sure, perhaps she did have a one sided view, but there were things about him she never really learned until she had gotten older; when she was old enough to learn about the good ol' birds and the bees that is. Even so, she'd never abandon him just based on things like that. He had his vices, the things he enjoyed doing the most, but he was still a very strong man at that. It really would be a shame if he left and she was never able to find him again.
She had never forgotten anything he'd ever done for her, even the things after what happened to her arm. He'd always been there, even in the worst of times. It wasn't even hard for her to notice little things in his mannerisms as well, that smirk he had upon his face was rather.. bitter in a way. As if what she assumed had gotten to him somehow, though maybe she was wrong about that. Either way, it was still strange of a thing to see upon his face. The face that was always cheerful and happy. That is unless he was angry, by the gods if he had gotten angry over something.
"I know I'm not the most pleasant to be with, but I hope that doesn't make you uncomfortable with me," eyes gazed up to him once again, locking onto his much more exotic ones, "I do enjoy your company though, you're one of the only people that can stand me honestly. Though I suppose my parents are too, but they don't really count, they are my parents after all. They are suppose to love me." With a shrug of her shoulders she looked away and took another drink from her cup; though this one wasn't as much as the flirt. More like a sip really, but still.
Her parents were nice, as any parent could be anyway; her mother was a very elegant woman, strong in her own ways. Her father a bright man, strong like many men of the Tarsian kind. Their ways of doing things were much different from her own, though she learn a little from each of them; but Zo was the major factor in teaching her all she needed to know. Kind of like an older brother honestly, but she never really saw him as such. She didn't really know herself how she viewed the big guy really; like she wasn't even sure how someone should. A lot of people viewed him in different ways, many of those in a very longing manner; sort of like many of the lads and maids walking around here. They could flirt once she was done with him though, otherwise they'd have to wait their turn.
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