She blinks and cants her head to the side slightly, sniffing a bit and trying to decide how you condense what she smells into something someone else would understand. How do you explain colors to a blind person?
"You smell like…strength…and…light…and spice."
She frowns a little, that’s…not really it, but there aren’t words for it. She settles for drinking a little more of her coffee.
"It’s a good dream, and there’s no Empress here to cull you for it!"
That’s worth a real honest smile, it was part of why she believed in the Mayor, believed in his vision. It wasn’t identical to the Signless, but it was more than she could ever hope for on Alternia.
"Maybe I’ll even live long enough to see it."
"Those sound like great things to smell like. Or smell somewhat like."
Serenity grinned looking pleased with herself. She often wished if only just for a moment she could see or ‘smell’ the world like RG did. Then perhaps she wouldn’t have to pester her friend so much with eager questions like this, with half formed answers that never seemed to satisfy the other woman.
"And a good thing about that. No offense to you, Rosi, but your Empress sounds like someone I wouldn’t see eye to eye with."
To say the absolute least. Porosi was smiling, Serenity realized. And not that grin she usually went with that was either half mocking or just for the purpose of reminding you how sharp her fangs were. It was a different smile. And she was glad to see it.
"You’d better live long enough to see it, Rosi. That’s an order."