CAUSE YOU'RE MY QUEEN ☆ diya

[roan ;]

SOOTHSAYER ❝ ROAN ❞ THE TYPHOON

When Roan saw the whirlwind of emotions that suddenly passed over Diya's face, he found himself wincing a little. It was suddenly obvious that the snowy feline hadn't known about the pregnancy yet, and he had just been the one to break the news. He felt bad about it, knowing he'd more than likely have to apologize to his mama later. Either that, or Diya would end up feigning surprise when she got the news from the true source. The siamese wasn't sure which he wanted to happen more, considering he didn't exactly want Diya lying to his mama's face. Either way, for now he just nodded a little stiffly, muttering as he spared a glance towards the herbs, "Yeah... thank you. I thought it'd be best if I just delivered them here myself." Of course, he also hadn't expected Diya to be the only one home. It wasn't as if he could go back and fix his mistake now, so it was best to just keep on going, he supposed.

When the other mentioned that poppy seeds wouldn't do much for her, the medic suddenly found himself interested. Cocking his head to one side, he questioned curiously, "Oh, really...? That's... unique. Must make pain relief a... well, a pain, I suppose." Part of the soothsayer wanted to question her further, but he held back for now. Best not to ask invasive questions when they were first truly interacting. Of course, when Diya expressed how impressed she was by him, the feline couldn't help the sheepish look that crossed his face. He shrugged his shoulders, wings bobbing along as he explained, "I... I suppose that it is fairly impressive, in a way. I never really thought about it, though. I was originally promoted alongside my grandfather, Ahab. He was supposed to teach me, but... he disappeared. So, it became necessary for me to teach myself." Back in those days, The Typhoon hadn't had nearly as many willing to dedicate themselves to become sages.

DON'T ASK FOR HELP, YOU'RE ALL ALONE
YOU'LL HAVE TO ANSWER TO YOUR OWN PRESSURE!

— Reggan