DELPHIA
Delphia nodded in agreement, for a moment resting her head on Mort’s shoulder. Tall as she was, he was still taller, and at just the perfect height for such a gesture. A child’s death was the saddest death, and she knew her father would fault no one the grief that followed such – even if Safrin might. She committed to memory the other name – for she knew Amalia and the twins, but Jigano was a new one. Another soul shepherd? She wondered briefly how Ludo had managed to bestow that gift on a person, but decided it was likely better deduced by meeting him in person. ”I will seek them out first, so the Fallen Star might have the time he needs.” she said. Though she had never felt that sort of grief over a death, it did not mean she was not sympathetic to the situation.
Her head tilted up slightly, smiling adoringly at him as he spoke on the imperfections of man and what it was they yearned for. ”And what is it you yearn for?” she asked, curious. He wished for people to live their lives fully, but she somehow doubted that was all he wanted.
But as he delved into how to find and capture a Cat Sith, she was quick to take mental notes, committing it all to memory, his word the utmost authority on all things. As he completed his list, she grinned at him, laughing lightly. ”Milk from an Ursur? You are definitely making sure I live adventurously, father.” she said. She might not be as familiar with the Tundra the Ursur called home, but she had visited the place enough to know they were very big, very cute, but also very, very dangerous.
Her head tilted up slightly, smiling adoringly at him as he spoke on the imperfections of man and what it was they yearned for. ”And what is it you yearn for?” she asked, curious. He wished for people to live their lives fully, but she somehow doubted that was all he wanted.
But as he delved into how to find and capture a Cat Sith, she was quick to take mental notes, committing it all to memory, his word the utmost authority on all things. As he completed his list, she grinned at him, laughing lightly. ”Milk from an Ursur? You are definitely making sure I live adventurously, father.” she said. She might not be as familiar with the Tundra the Ursur called home, but she had visited the place enough to know they were very big, very cute, but also very, very dangerous.
Here in the forest dark and deep
I offer you
Eternal Sleep
