Cissie was a little surprised by how much she was enjoying herself. It wasn't like she'd ever actually participated in an Easter egg hunt before--her mother was more of a pre-assembled Easter basket kind of mother. She'd always kind of wanted to do one, though.
She just never thought she'd have one in a hotel she was kidnapped and held against her will in. But beggars can't be choosers, and after ghosts? A ballroom full of Easter eggs are a welcome change.
She spots Capa gathering eggs, and can't help but wonder how someone can look so serious while picking up something so covered in glitter. She picks up an egg from a table and goes over, offering it to him.
Pre-Explodey!
She just never thought she'd have one in a hotel she was kidnapped and held against her will in. But beggars can't be choosers, and after ghosts? A ballroom full of Easter eggs are a welcome change.
She spots Capa gathering eggs, and can't help but wonder how someone can look so serious while picking up something so covered in glitter. She picks up an egg from a table and goes over, offering it to him.
"Here. I think this one is made of pure sugar."