lest ye be judged

Everest

Turning, the picture of politely confused and entirely unaware of the danger he was in, stood Everest. "Hello, yes I am." He answered immediately, and though the tasks he had to complete tugged insatiably at his mind, they were promptly ignored in lieu of the stranger's request. Having not been privy to the letters sent around, it was with nothing more than an eager-to-please nod that Everest followed obediently in Dahlia's wake.

Unsure where she was headed, the aviator stopped in the middle of the hall, glancing around. "Sorry, are you—" Unsure where she'd gone, Everest glanced into the closet. Furrowing his brow, he reached a hand into the darkness, fumbling for the light.

even if i had to lose you to know you,
i'd still be that temporary phase that you grow through