Kamaria
I would rather stay here
Where the moon, it glows
Where the moon, it glows
Kamaria doesn't understand why Nate has to leave, though to be fair to him, she wouldn't understand why anyone would have to leave. Other than Safrin, of course - that reason is more clear. But everyone else? No, why not just stay together all the time and have fun and play on the beach? Simple, easy. She'd already started making plans in the back of her mind, but now... "You're leaving?" She asks, chewing on the inside of her cheek, brightening up when suddenly, she's got it! "We can go with you!" She smiles, "Help you get better. Right, Daddy?" She looks up at him for support, trying to prompt a little help here.
"Oh, we have to go get more, then, until we fill up the whole room!" She extends out her arms to emphasize her point, smirking up at Sunjata to see what he thinks of that.
She's pretty happy with herself for that very clever joke, watching as they both laugh. The sounds are warming music to her ears and she beams up at the both of them. She misses the subtlety of Nate not knowing what to say about the types of foods they like, and so when Sunjata states what his favorite breakfast food is, she gets another idea. "What's your favorite, Nnnnate?" She props up her elbows on the counter and leans over it, sitting high up in her chair. Her gaze is expectant as it glues onto him, "You can make Daddy's and yours, and put it all together. Best Breakfast!" She's very confident about this, since it would - in theory - make everyone happy.
"Oh, we have to go get more, then, until we fill up the whole room!" She extends out her arms to emphasize her point, smirking up at Sunjata to see what he thinks of that.
She's pretty happy with herself for that very clever joke, watching as they both laugh. The sounds are warming music to her ears and she beams up at the both of them. She misses the subtlety of Nate not knowing what to say about the types of foods they like, and so when Sunjata states what his favorite breakfast food is, she gets another idea. "What's your favorite, Nnnnate?" She props up her elbows on the counter and leans over it, sitting high up in her chair. Her gaze is expectant as it glues onto him, "You can make Daddy's and yours, and put it all together. Best Breakfast!" She's very confident about this, since it would - in theory - make everyone happy.
Soaring doves and falling crows
Laughter is the only sound here
Laughter is the only sound here
