JUDE
you're like the sun, you wake me up
Trailing his father like a vaguely-dislodged specter, Jude peers at the gathering bodies with a mix of curiosity and dread. Only one of his general age group, which is unsurprising but still disappointing. He quickly changes that word to 'intimidating', because the girl in question is unfairly beautiful. Averting his eyes lest she notice and turn him to ash with her gaze, the young man refocuses on his father. They're of a similar height now, which is...disorienting. Jude taps his fingers restlessly against the candle in his hands and startles slightly when Harper gestures for it before obliging.
"Um...not really. She probably won't talk to just me." Not as Frey had, back when he'd met them with his mother. "But I'm excited to see her." That alone would make the meeting worth it. He had come for a variety of reasons, but chief among them had been the desire to be more helpful to Torchline now that he was no longer a child. Seeing Safrin was merely a bonus.
"Um...not really. She probably won't talk to just me." Not as Frey had, back when he'd met them with his mother. "But I'm excited to see her." That alone would make the meeting worth it. He had come for a variety of reasons, but chief among them had been the desire to be more helpful to Torchline now that he was no longer a child. Seeing Safrin was merely a bonus.
but you drain me out if I get too much
