A new normal

Caiside tossed one of the glowing stars in the air and caught it again deftly, looking at it with a new interest. ”You made your own kind of currency...” What a strange necessity, and yet... well, he had to admit they were very pretty. The stars were stacked neatly on one of the shelves, though Caiside did consider pocketing one. Stealing from the blind felt wrong, and the was a witness. He glanced back at Isla, smiling lightly before returning to the task at hand. And to the staff. Mostly to the staff, if he was being honest. Caiside picked it up, turning it this way and that so he could examine it. ”It served its purpose well then, I would say.” His hand found a place on Remi’s shoulder again, comfort coming far more naturally to Caiside when he didn’t have to worry about the expression on his face. ”If it’s presence causes so much...” He looked over the young man, trying to settle on a word. ”...melancholy, why don’t you get rid of it? Give it away, or something.” Caiside Deep in the ocean, dead and cast away Where innocence is burned in flames A million miles from home, I'm walking ahead I'm frozen to the bones, I am...