October 2, 2011.
Joie de Vivre
"You're late."
"I'm here, which is the main thing."
Her grin is wickedly lovely, something lovely and bright and impertinent in this grim, cold universe. It heartens others more than declarations of hate and war ever could, more than even he did.
One tear, filled with childlike joie de vivre.
A/N: Before you ask how the Hell a tear can be filled with joie de vivre, it's a tear of joy, okay? ^^;;
Palsy and amusia and silent murder~
Sweethearted.