Seren
The conversation was quickly becoming more interesting than the snow sculpture. At least her own; what was a castle compared to a lost vale of some far off world? Elemental gods and distant lands teased her imagination, rendering hands immobile; Seren had never been good at doing two things at once.
"What was he like? Tanau." Of character she had her guesses, but it was a bit of a gamble to take Safrin's word for some things. While not lies, her Mother's views could be quite firm, in ways that Seren's were not.
Sobering somewhat as Deimos reminisced on his lost home, the young woman's gaze softened at his response. "It does matter how you feel," she objected kindly. "If one keeps looking behind they will be blinded to what is right before them. If you still wanted to go back, it would mean that you could never truly accept Caido as your home. And I think that would be a sad thing."
Tucking dark hair behind an ear, she lifted the gaze to the Palace ahead. Absently absorbing the details, plotting what to model next... until a question cut through and made her wince. "It... was not a planned visit," she mumbled, poking at a tower in her sculpture. It was lopsided and a little crooked. "I, eh... got into an accident. Slipped on some rocks in the Wilds and fell into the river. A man from here, Noah? He fished me out. Brought me here, as I couldn't communicate where I came from." Though grateful for the rescue, Seren couldn't say she was thrilled about the whole affair. The way she had reached Halo came with its own problems, being who she was and all.
"What was he like? Tanau." Of character she had her guesses, but it was a bit of a gamble to take Safrin's word for some things. While not lies, her Mother's views could be quite firm, in ways that Seren's were not.
Sobering somewhat as Deimos reminisced on his lost home, the young woman's gaze softened at his response. "It does matter how you feel," she objected kindly. "If one keeps looking behind they will be blinded to what is right before them. If you still wanted to go back, it would mean that you could never truly accept Caido as your home. And I think that would be a sad thing."
Tucking dark hair behind an ear, she lifted the gaze to the Palace ahead. Absently absorbing the details, plotting what to model next... until a question cut through and made her wince. "It... was not a planned visit," she mumbled, poking at a tower in her sculpture. It was lopsided and a little crooked. "I, eh... got into an accident. Slipped on some rocks in the Wilds and fell into the river. A man from here, Noah? He fished me out. Brought me here, as I couldn't communicate where I came from." Though grateful for the rescue, Seren couldn't say she was thrilled about the whole affair. The way she had reached Halo came with its own problems, being who she was and all.
It's written in the stars above
Exactly who we are is just enough
Exactly who we are is just enough
