[private] boy of fire [Zain and Escense]

[Phoebus]

The boy of fire does not move when the undead's voice snaps from behind him. He stands stoic, his flames never rising. Phoebus only glances back, chuckling at the question. 

"Is it too out of the realm of possibility for me to just want to know my sister?" He asks simply, not really expecting much of an answer. Phoebus turns, finally allowing his eyes to truly meet Zain's. The crimson irises of his impromptu companion burn with contempt, and Phoebus tilts his head curiously. The boy of fire doesn't truly know this man's power - but he knows enough of him not to test his boundaries. Phoebus was nothing if not intelligent.

"She is nearly grown, I cannot make her leave if she doesn't wish to. I am still but a stranger." He says plainly, eyes never leaving Zain's. Even as the slight twinge of anxiety bubbled in his stomach, Phoebus never lets it show on his face. "I don't expect your pity or your sympathy, but Escence does not share only your blood. I've been robbed of enough relationships - let me have this one. If only for a little while." 

This wasn't a complete lie. Phoebus did want to know Escence. He was desperate for a connection of some kind with family, and he was not yet ready to face his father and all the complicated emotions that went along with it. Being able to supervise Escence while she was in the presence of Zain was simply a perk.


@ Zain