Sah
Seren couldn't see it, but a gentle and warm smile came upon the Outlander's face. Though that warmth was clear in his voice as well as he spoke. "You're not. At least, not in my opinion." The small smile became a slight grin when the Demi-god tightened her grip. It reassured him immensely that things weren't over, that he hadn't destroyed their still new bond. A bond that Sah needed to come to terms with and understand better.
But holding Seren, Sah let out a heavy sigh. Hiding his face in her hair, he worked up the nerve to speak. "Last time we spoke, you weren't the only one who had something difficult to discuss. I...my plans to send a letter failed." He started, voice tentative almost. "I did send one, but the response was pretty much the same as all of the previous interactions. If I wanted answers, I'd have to go myself." Sah paused for a moment, a bit nervous of Seren's reaction. "So I went. And... she answered. I met the Voice."
But holding Seren, Sah let out a heavy sigh. Hiding his face in her hair, he worked up the nerve to speak. "Last time we spoke, you weren't the only one who had something difficult to discuss. I...my plans to send a letter failed." He started, voice tentative almost. "I did send one, but the response was pretty much the same as all of the previous interactions. If I wanted answers, I'd have to go myself." Sah paused for a moment, a bit nervous of Seren's reaction. "So I went. And... she answered. I met the Voice."
My soul is in the sky
-William Shakespeare
-William Shakespeare
