oh baby, I have not been kind
Heartache and heartbreak were so common to hear nowadays. And confusion with everything going on recently. Terribly confusing.
He let it roll off him though and he followed this thought trail by foot, his strides casual and completely comfortable in their home. Already, he was getting taller than when they'd first arrived. A little less boy and a bit more man. Almost. Taller and slightly thicker, but his lavender and white face still held the boyish features.
"Tiphon," he greeted him with an easy smile, his head lower and grey eyes looking up at the angel. He pranced forward a few steps, shaking out his mane and stretching his wings with a light heart. Then he tucked them back into his sides and slowed again, returning his dancing gaze to Mom's old friend. Sort of.
"Your heart is heavy today," he said kindly, not really a question. His curse, the telepathy, had always been a strict family secret and he wasn't sure he could trust Tiphon with it. Even his nieces didn't know of it. Mom had trusted Tiphon before though, and despite everything he said and did recently that didn't make any sense to any of them, he still was the same man. Moreso than Mom realized after his memories came back to him.
"Do you miss someone?" he asked despite already knowing the answer, joining the angel in his walk. "I miss a few people," he offered, letting his gaze drift to the beautiful scenery around them. "So I guess I know how to recognize it in a face." He flashed him a soft smile, his grey eyes sad for the ones that he definitely missed so much just then.
I wish I could scrape away the dirt that's on my mind