the harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the sun
"Oh yes, probably," Amhran agrees with a warm chuckle. "It's certainly been a transition, the parts of me that aren't flora any more." Eating, drinking, sleeping - every day of his existence had been a school day for those first few weeks, and he's still learning plenty now, too. "You have?" Smiling brightly now, he steps aside for Flora to leave her offering, politely waiting to bombard her with his questions until she's finished.
Hanging back, only to pick his pace back up when she moves away from the altar, he heads for the edge of the trail where he can put on his ice skates. "That's amazing, that you have met Rae. What were they like? My memories of them are fuzzy." And then some. He'd been little more than a sprout when the twins had placed him in Evie's care, after all.
Hanging back, only to pick his pace back up when she moves away from the altar, he heads for the edge of the trail where he can put on his ice skates. "That's amazing, that you have met Rae. What were they like? My memories of them are fuzzy." And then some. He'd been little more than a sprout when the twins had placed him in Evie's care, after all.
