10-05-2020, 02:23 PM
It is almost immediately evident that his new companion has an intuition far beyond her years. She is young of course, lost briefly in the cage of her own embarrassment (though why she would be self-conscious, he isn’t quite certain. Of course, given his own childhood and convictions, embarrassment is something of a foreign concept to him).
With a slight smile creasing his lips, he turns his attention from her to the anomaly hovering in the sky. It seems almost innocuous at first glance, but his connection to the universe screams loudly of the danger emanating from that scar. “You’re right, it’s not stars,” he replies almost absently, gaze transfixed.
He is drawn back when she continues, her anecdote capturing his attention. He considers her for a moment, the slight smile now tugging into a grin. “Well, I suppose that could depend on the speed with which you came from the meadow.” He pauses before teasingly quipping, “But you don’t seem that old.”
His amber eyes sparkle briefly, amused by his own joke. Undoubtedly a sign he had been alone for far longer than he should have. But at this particular time, that’s neither here nor there. Humor subsiding, he eyes her for a moment longer before shifting his gaze to the sky once more.
“I confess that I have not,” he replies slowly, idly considering the possibilities. “It’s why I’m here, to be honest.” He glances briefly at her, lips quirking before adding self-deprecatingly, “I can’t seem to resist… poking at things I probably shouldn’t.”
With a slight smile creasing his lips, he turns his attention from her to the anomaly hovering in the sky. It seems almost innocuous at first glance, but his connection to the universe screams loudly of the danger emanating from that scar. “You’re right, it’s not stars,” he replies almost absently, gaze transfixed.
He is drawn back when she continues, her anecdote capturing his attention. He considers her for a moment, the slight smile now tugging into a grin. “Well, I suppose that could depend on the speed with which you came from the meadow.” He pauses before teasingly quipping, “But you don’t seem that old.”
His amber eyes sparkle briefly, amused by his own joke. Undoubtedly a sign he had been alone for far longer than he should have. But at this particular time, that’s neither here nor there. Humor subsiding, he eyes her for a moment longer before shifting his gaze to the sky once more.
“I confess that I have not,” he replies slowly, idly considering the possibilities. “It’s why I’m here, to be honest.” He glances briefly at her, lips quirking before adding self-deprecatingly, “I can’t seem to resist… poking at things I probably shouldn’t.”
TEN
@[Shipka]