Neve after internally running the numbers on both options and after a gruelling awkward silence on Frost's part had come to a decision. To a decision that would forever change the fate of her race, the Lunar Maidens.
She locked eyes with Frost, unwavering in the face of his natural charisma, her expression filled with determination as she stepped away from her seat. Taking no more than a few heavy steps she suddenly fell to her knees and pressed her head against the floor with an audible thunk.
