I wanna be touched, be loved
Glancing away from him as her question is answered via another dazzle of stars, Caly tilts her head toward him curiously as he studies her. She keeps her hands on the table, still leaning toward him as the stars form again – brows lifting in a bit of surprise. “Huh.” She says at first, because she isn’t really sure what else to say as she starts it.
“Same mom, obviously, given the stars. Dad?” Her gaze sharpens as she looks back to Zen, trying to parse relation between them further. Not that it really mattered who Zen’s father was, but she was curious. Can’t help a girl from wanting to cut to the chase, she supposes. Though what it means, too, she isn’t sure.
There were siblings, yes, but they didn’t harbor the same bond that she did with Vesper and Nova. There was a certain extra bond triplets had.
“Same mom, obviously, given the stars. Dad?” Her gaze sharpens as she looks back to Zen, trying to parse relation between them further. Not that it really mattered who Zen’s father was, but she was curious. Can’t help a girl from wanting to cut to the chase, she supposes. Though what it means, too, she isn’t sure.
There were siblings, yes, but they didn’t harbor the same bond that she did with Vesper and Nova. There was a certain extra bond triplets had.
Calypso
I wanna heal, be hugged
