[ by the end of it he is so sparkly-eyed thorns is so sexy when he is passionate about his experiments and explosions and roaming the high se—

…

there is a brief blip in his enthusiasm, almost impossible to miss. but it's glossed over nonetheless when elysium presses a smooch to thorns' cheek. ]

As long as you don't bully the elderly. It's enough that you already have me, isn't it? —That should be her cottage up ahead.

[ except

the apothecary is all too happy to discuss beyond the medicinal properties of various herbs with thorns. this really is just hospitality: the village. ]