Barboneia wrote:The Unhallowed City wrote:Vena studied it for nearly half a minute. Her gaze flitted up and down the hourglass as sand fell through, observing in silence, before she finally responded with, "I can't relate."
Armund stared at her blankly.
"...I guess not everyone can appreciate the finer things."
"I suppose I have trouble appreciating tools." She said. Just after, the sand ran out, and Vena ran a finger around the circular shape of the glass before putting it away. "That's it, then." The Hallow arose and rubbed the back of their neck. A slight wave was given to Armund, almost sheepish, before they moved to make an exit. "Time's up."



