They are so close, only a hairbreadths away and yet neither of them break the barrier. They stare up at the starry sky in silence as their hearts patter in their chests. Neither of them know what is must customary in social situations; their struggles are evident by the way they stand and stare off waiting for something to trigger more conversation. Cerva is searching her mind frantically because she doesn't want him to leave. He has no expectations of her, no stereotype. Their conversation is calming and it takes her mind away from everything she is running from. No, she doesn't want him to leave.
His light-hearted chuckle spreads warmth through her. A smile lifts the corners of her mouth and her racing heart suddenly calms. "A wild man of the brush, huh?" Her own sweet laughter rings but a pleased hum quiets her down although her eyes never lose their excited gleam. "So what made you want to step out of your comfort zone to come here?" Was he just as lonely and curious as she? Or maybe he is trying to make an upward change in his life while she reels backward from hers. Curious, she looks away from the star-studded sky to search his eyes. They just barely catch the faint moonlight of nightfall as they level on her. He mulls over the idea of triplets and Cerva anxiously rolls her shoulders. Part of her regrets delving into her family because then the truth will surface, but it's too late now.
After a moment of consideration she says, "Sort of." A hesitation follows as she reflects back on Daemron and Nihlus and how their faces are beginning to flicker away. "I love them, but I haven't seen them in a long time." In reality, she hasn't seen any of her family lately. Father resigned the throne in the Valley and mother vanished. Her siblings have taken their own routes in life. Everyone went in separate directions but she hasn't tried to find them either. They're quickly becoming memories as much as she may dislike the prospect of it. Life happens, she has told herself before, but it doesn't mend the holes that she feels in her heart when her brothers are nowhere to be found.
"That's a shame," her voice is honeyed as she withdraws from her tugging thoughts of her family to focus on his. It isn't quite as joyful, however, but there's perhaps a glimmer of hope in it. "You should find her and get to know her better. She's family," Cerva should take her own advice, but she spent an entire childhood with her parents and brothers. It was when they became adults that the glue among them withered away.
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