She smiles so widely at the flower that it almost hurts. Mel plucks it with much tenderness and an offering of thanks to the vine itself, breathing in its decadent scent and finding a place for it on her gown. Careful, Viridi; Melinoë just may begin to crush on you.

"I think that I had, but then I found myself in the Void shortly after the October and November celebrations." Hallowe'en, Samhain, Dias de los Muertos, Diwali, whichever religions had festivals during that time period, all were observed.

And being in sync with her divine company, she nods vehemently. "Exactly that. I feel so very lost and empty here. Where at first I was able to cope, lately I detest our new home more and more."