Theea
It’s a relief to hear of the bartering. I can manage that. And I like the way Nikki suggests it—it’s a friendly thing, just helping him carry something home or something of the like. I wonder if there’s a chance at a friend here, a connection to come back to.
I watch with piqued curiosity as he moves aside his coat, and knocks on some metal under his trousers. It’s a terribly sad story, though I’m sure he doesn’t need me to react in such a way. I still find myself meeting his eye with a certain sort of ache in my chest. I’d been lonely, true, but to be without my parents too…
”That’s very unfortunate,” I say, just barely audible over the rain, but then gently smile. ”It’s fortunate that you’re here though, yes? Despite it all.”
I adjust my jacket and hug my knees to my chest, some sort of attempt at staying warm. Silly, really, I’m already as drenched as a drowned rat, but it provides something.
”Who was it that took care of you as a child?” I ask. ”Were you raised by the fae?” Whatever Nikki thinks of himself, as lightly as he conveys his life, he’s an interesting man.
I watch with piqued curiosity as he moves aside his coat, and knocks on some metal under his trousers. It’s a terribly sad story, though I’m sure he doesn’t need me to react in such a way. I still find myself meeting his eye with a certain sort of ache in my chest. I’d been lonely, true, but to be without my parents too…
”That’s very unfortunate,” I say, just barely audible over the rain, but then gently smile. ”It’s fortunate that you’re here though, yes? Despite it all.”
I adjust my jacket and hug my knees to my chest, some sort of attempt at staying warm. Silly, really, I’m already as drenched as a drowned rat, but it provides something.
”Who was it that took care of you as a child?” I ask. ”Were you raised by the fae?” Whatever Nikki thinks of himself, as lightly as he conveys his life, he’s an interesting man.
welcome to the world of pretend
where we pretend we don't feel pain
where we pretend we don't feel pain
