Whoa, you let your feet run wild
Time has come as we all go down
The temporary relief was all they could salvage for those instances; all alive, well, and whole despite the constant situations. He’d have to return to that island eventually, rinse and repeat and demolish and conquer. But if Caido had taught him anything in these last few years, it had been to cherish and snag at all the things they’d built until he simply couldn’t hold them any longer. And since that time hadn’t come yet, he took in her concern and trepidation, and smiled against it, pulled at her gently until she was along his side, and they were foraging for crabs instead of lamenting upon the world. She stood with him now. That was all he needed.
He bent down and pressed his mouth upon the crown of her crimson hair, though he couldn’t help the snicker into it. A sign of relief and astonishment contorted into a fragment of billowing breath. “No – we were all shocked.” Guarded into believing it wouldn’t happen again, he still considered it quite a triumphant blow into the void – or at least, one of its creatures. The impact upon the shoreline would remain to be seen, especially if they could continue their collection. “Though we could all benefit from a break in Seren’s experiments.” Though, supposedly they were using the orb thereafter anyway, so perhaps they wouldn’t have to worry about those sentiments any longer.
Deimos took in the humor instead, glancing down and committing the sparks of quips and witticisms to memory, logging along all the others, rather than pandering to the melancholy. “I do not believe I ever denied the concept,” he applied in return with an airy and boyish snort, having assisted in a variety of plant life motions, even if they were out of his usual repertoire. He pinched her back in return, his eyes taking in the puddle nearby, gauging its size. “And now hardly to be found. Flora asked Rae for one.” He gave her an arch of his brow in return, to see how she regarded the concept, before snagging at one of the dry stones nearby, and launching it at the modest-sized pool.
He bent down and pressed his mouth upon the crown of her crimson hair, though he couldn’t help the snicker into it. A sign of relief and astonishment contorted into a fragment of billowing breath. “No – we were all shocked.” Guarded into believing it wouldn’t happen again, he still considered it quite a triumphant blow into the void – or at least, one of its creatures. The impact upon the shoreline would remain to be seen, especially if they could continue their collection. “Though we could all benefit from a break in Seren’s experiments.” Though, supposedly they were using the orb thereafter anyway, so perhaps they wouldn’t have to worry about those sentiments any longer.
Deimos took in the humor instead, glancing down and committing the sparks of quips and witticisms to memory, logging along all the others, rather than pandering to the melancholy. “I do not believe I ever denied the concept,” he applied in return with an airy and boyish snort, having assisted in a variety of plant life motions, even if they were out of his usual repertoire. He pinched her back in return, his eyes taking in the puddle nearby, gauging its size. “And now hardly to be found. Flora asked Rae for one.” He gave her an arch of his brow in return, to see how she regarded the concept, before snagging at one of the dry stones nearby, and launching it at the modest-sized pool.
Yeah but for the fall—oh, my—
Do you dare to look them right in the eyes?
DEIMOS
