"Oh, definitely she would. That's why she left me Owlbert here. She wanted to make sure that I had someone looking out for me. Little did she know I'd make my own found family, and then find an amazing girlfriend who'd be watching out for me too!"
Granted, Eda had known and cared a LOT about Fern and Varian too, so she at least knew them.
But Luz BETTER not hear that Lexi was thinking dying was OK. It might not have started her off with that horrible flu like in Deerington, but that didn't mean she wanted it happening to the girl she cared so much about.
It would have been a waiting game if Luz hadn't lived through Deerington. Back in the Isles, had she stayed, her stumbling into a girlfriend happened because of an interfering owl demon. But in Trench, in this reality, Luz had learned how important finding someone you care about was, and how rare.
She'd seen Varian and Fern's affection literally blossom before her eyes. She'd be stupid not to try for something like that of her own.
Luz didn't want to curse her own relationship of course: she just didn't want to act like it wouldn't be tested in the future.
"I guess it was 'of its time' or whatever, but it still seems like a rotten vehicle to frame in a story about mostly straight people and their complexities."
Luz would have been similarly shocked to learn about the one gay themed story that the same writer DID pen, specifically about the characters involved and how blatantly pornographic it was.
"Well respected?! Me?! Boy, someone's been lying to you!"
Luz laughed, but she was red because again, the praise was still so good for her.
"And me, not fall for you? That's just crazy. There's so much to love, I'd be out of my mind to let that go- to let YOU go."
Luz's voice got very small when she said this. It was partly because she was so tired, but more likely that Luz meant it and the words just came.
With Luz, it was more the indignance that because she found those things, suddenly her time as a literal QUEEN meant nothing to her. Maybe it was because of Luz stumbling into the Boiling Isles, but the idea that everything and everyone she'd met would suddenly be just some made up memory was an insult to her fiction loving self.
"You. Are. Amazing. I am totally and utterly devoted to you, Lexi Howard. I hope I always remind you of how special you are."
She smiled. "I look forward to it. Always meant to learn French anyway."
Ah, problematic Alan Moore. Also, I totally took offense at Susan's "fate" in The Last Battle.
Granted, Eda had known and cared a LOT about Fern and Varian too, so she at least knew them.
But Luz BETTER not hear that Lexi was thinking dying was OK. It might not have started her off with that horrible flu like in Deerington, but that didn't mean she wanted it happening to the girl she cared so much about.
It would have been a waiting game if Luz hadn't lived through Deerington. Back in the Isles, had she stayed, her stumbling into a girlfriend happened because of an interfering owl demon. But in Trench, in this reality, Luz had learned how important finding someone you care about was, and how rare.
She'd seen Varian and Fern's affection literally blossom before her eyes. She'd be stupid not to try for something like that of her own.
Luz didn't want to curse her own relationship of course: she just didn't want to act like it wouldn't be tested in the future.
"I guess it was 'of its time' or whatever, but it still seems like a rotten vehicle to frame in a story about mostly straight people and their complexities."
Luz would have been similarly shocked to learn about the one gay themed story that the same writer DID pen, specifically about the characters involved and how blatantly pornographic it was.
"Well respected?! Me?! Boy, someone's been lying to you!"
Luz laughed, but she was red because again, the praise was still so good for her.
"And me, not fall for you? That's just crazy. There's so much to love, I'd be out of my mind to let that go- to let YOU go."
Luz's voice got very small when she said this. It was partly because she was so tired, but more likely that Luz meant it and the words just came.
With Luz, it was more the indignance that because she found those things, suddenly her time as a literal QUEEN meant nothing to her. Maybe it was because of Luz stumbling into the Boiling Isles, but the idea that everything and everyone she'd met would suddenly be just some made up memory was an insult to her fiction loving self.
"You. Are. Amazing. I am totally and utterly devoted to you, Lexi Howard. I hope I always remind you of how special you are."
She smiled. "I look forward to it. Always meant to learn French anyway."