It is hard to be alone. Seiji tilts his head slightly, considering the woman. She carries a somberness about her. As if a silent weight sits heavy on her shoulders. Has he ever known anything like this? What he sees of it from his vantage point above her is foreign, and he cannot imagine it. But he feels for her, for whatever caused her to startle so badly upon hearing his voice. Carefully, he continues to descend, until his feet drop into the snow beside her.
“I am glad you helped him, then,” Seiji says. “It is hard to be alone. Now, I think… it is also dangerous.” He smiles at the deer, and carefully reaches out to stroke a furred neck. They seem even more wary of him than of some of the others, though perhaps they are simply unused to his scent. His every move around them is deliberate, a careful bid to gain their trust.
“Longnight is coming soon,” Seiji says, his tone becoming grave. “I have never seen it before, so I worry a little. But I am going to the Rathskeller with some others.” Still he stumbles a little on the name of the bar, a word unlike any he is accustomed to. “Do you have a place to stay?” Seiji asks her. Could that be why she seems so fearful? Because she has no one to help her through the coming dark?
“I am glad you helped him, then,” Seiji says. “It is hard to be alone. Now, I think… it is also dangerous.” He smiles at the deer, and carefully reaches out to stroke a furred neck. They seem even more wary of him than of some of the others, though perhaps they are simply unused to his scent. His every move around them is deliberate, a careful bid to gain their trust.
“Longnight is coming soon,” Seiji says, his tone becoming grave. “I have never seen it before, so I worry a little. But I am going to the Rathskeller with some others.” Still he stumbles a little on the name of the bar, a word unlike any he is accustomed to. “Do you have a place to stay?” Seiji asks her. Could that be why she seems so fearful? Because she has no one to help her through the coming dark?
