Sookie leant her head on the back of the bench and watched the roses she had made bloom again. It was hard, keeping down the urge of the goddess inside her brain, and appeasing her in little bursts was the best Sook could offer.
She saw Nigel and bit her lip, blushing since he was staring at her. She wanted to say so much to him and had no idea how.
Sook crooked her finger at him, seeing whether it'd make him come to her.