There is my mind, there is my heart.
Somewhere in the back of her mind things click into place. Klaudius had asked her if Kharon had done ’this’ to her, and where he was. He doesn’t know Kharon. Nobody in Ischia knows of her twin. Even without it being an active thought, the realisation hits Kylin like another smack in the face. Fresh sobs break to the surface and she stumbles into Klaudius’ side. Without his support she surely would have stumbled to the ground again.
The lavender woman isn’t paying attention to where they are going; she simply does not care. If not for Klaudius she would’ve still lied at the beach, probably into the blazing and unforgiving sun by now. Kylin doesn’t share his enthusiasm for finding a pond.
For a moment she eyes the pond, staring at her own reflection without recognition. Then, to do Klaudius a favour, she dips her head to the surface, effectively breaking the mirror. The water is fresh and neither too hot or too cold. Nevertheless it settles unpleasantly in her empty stomach, but Kylin does not have the heart to show it.
Because even in her lost state of being, she does cling to any and all that is offered to her. A part of her needs this, his attention and guidance, him taking care of her. Like once Kharon had done, and then Ivar whenever he came to visit. Slowly Kylin lifts her gaze from his reflection in the water, her hazel eyes searching his. ”He.. He is gone..” she speaks with quivering lips, fresh tears wetting her eyes, but this time Kylin refuses to let them fall. ”But you’re here.”
And he had told her she was filthy, and that she smelled like the stench of dead things. She needed a bath. Her eyes are on the pond again, her legs trembling with both effort and the energy draining emotions. Kylin takes one step forward, shaky and unsteady. No, she wouldn’t be able to do this alone. Without looking up at him, not daring, she reaches out to someone for the first time since her world had fallen apart. ”P-please help me..?”
@[Neo] <3