Caden
A little befuddled given her own confusion, Caden's response is syrup-slow and uncertain. "Um, no. Word just got around that this season's celebration is dedicated to her this time." They were held seasonally now, but Caden had never ventured out to those parties and dances. This would be his first, and it's daunting already - but her stiffness returns, and Caden is strangely inclined to fix the rigidity he finds there.
"I don't think you have to be invited, it's for anybody who wants to show her some respect I suppose. Do you want to do this part with me?" It's far from smooth, but at least it's sincere. Neither of them seems particularly adept at socializing but Caden has been known to stumble his way blind through nearly any new experience. Why change that habit now?
Of course she makes him regret lingering nearly immediately after, asking pointed questions that poke at sore spots and ill-concealed secrets. "Better me than them, right? I don't mind sticking my neck out." Though he's deathly curious to know how old she is considering she isn't familiar with the term Abandoned. He knows Ancients are - well - ancient because of their stasis, but it's almost painful to remember that once upon a time they'd been as beloved as the other races. Deemed Acquired instead of such a painful curse of a name.
"I don't think you have to be invited, it's for anybody who wants to show her some respect I suppose. Do you want to do this part with me?" It's far from smooth, but at least it's sincere. Neither of them seems particularly adept at socializing but Caden has been known to stumble his way blind through nearly any new experience. Why change that habit now?
Of course she makes him regret lingering nearly immediately after, asking pointed questions that poke at sore spots and ill-concealed secrets. "Better me than them, right? I don't mind sticking my neck out." Though he's deathly curious to know how old she is considering she isn't familiar with the term Abandoned. He knows Ancients are - well - ancient because of their stasis, but it's almost painful to remember that once upon a time they'd been as beloved as the other races. Deemed Acquired instead of such a painful curse of a name.
If he's home, I've got a message for the man above
Getting out is not enough if nobody else can come
Getting out is not enough if nobody else can come
