my greatest flaw is a human heart
Peter is endlessly interested in the world Arialla describes, so far removed from anything he’s experienced. So far removed from Caido even. It seemed a double edged sword though, to have so many things to be mindful of, so many eyes lurking in everything. That at least was a familiar feeling, one that has Pete ratifying uncomfortably, straightening up and rolling his shoulders, trying to push away the watchful memories.
”Yes.” Weeell. ”It was, er... there was a city, uh, close enough to get to in... a day, maybe? And... the ocean past that, but... black, and heavy, and... not like here.” It’s so different, so difficult to explain, even without considering his relative lack of conversational skills.
Automatically, a hand goes to his pocket, meaning to pull out a charm he’d had when he first came to Caido, just to show her, only to realize that it wasn’t with him since he’d come back from the dead, that it was probably still lost in some deep, frozen cave. ”Some people said that there was still trees. Living ones. Um, in the desert. But the uh... they moved around, and stayed hidden.”
”Yes.” Weeell. ”It was, er... there was a city, uh, close enough to get to in... a day, maybe? And... the ocean past that, but... black, and heavy, and... not like here.” It’s so different, so difficult to explain, even without considering his relative lack of conversational skills.
Automatically, a hand goes to his pocket, meaning to pull out a charm he’d had when he first came to Caido, just to show her, only to realize that it wasn’t with him since he’d come back from the dead, that it was probably still lost in some deep, frozen cave. ”Some people said that there was still trees. Living ones. Um, in the desert. But the uh... they moved around, and stayed hidden.”
PETER
