Backdated to 4/30/26
Ekstrom sat waiting patiently at the arranged meeting place, this time so they could visit her Wonder. She'd been working diligently on the floor with all the black "tar," or..."goo," or...whatever it actually was—she still hadn't settled on a word that felt right for the stuff. She'd gotten to a point of it being presentable enough that she thought it'd be alright to show Hohenheim. Though she could take him to other, arguably more impressive (at least to her), areas of her Wonder, she thought a space that was still a work in progress might be more encouraging. Something about conveying that he wasn't alone when it came to figuring out his Wonder. She wasn't sure it would work, but she hoped!
And so, ever the optimist, she invited him to have a look at her Wonder.
She looked fairly relaxed, leaning back against the bench and looking up at the cloudless night sky and letting her thoughts meander from one topic to another. Things had been...okay of late, though immediately after having the thought she briefly wondered if she may have just jinxed herself. In any case, this had been okay. Work was work, and while she was busy she had settled into a decent routine between work, life, and Knight life.
Of course, several minutes into this and the pervasive thought about one aspect of her life eventually reared its ugly head. Again. She made a face and tried to shove it away. Sensing an Order signature, she happily clung to the distraction and looked in the general direction it was coming from.
"Hohenheim?" she called after a moment, the usual smile once more settled on her face. The last thing she wanted to do was scare him off for the night because of the look on her face whenever she thought about her love life, of all things.
