JUDE
you're like the sun, you wake me up
Delphia is a regional name to him, not a personal one, but his head bobbles in a nod as if he knows exactly what Remi is talking about. The bobble turns more into a full-body sway when Remi claps him on the shoulder, but his smile is brighter even with the mild concussion, plainly pleased to have earned it.
“I don’t think I’m that strong yet,” he begs off with a strained laugh, remembering the little star earrings in Safrin’s gentle hands and feeling strangely conflicted as he pierces the shovel head into the dirt again. Making a small perimeter before attempting to dislodge the fern. “But I wouldn’t want to put you in danger, so,” he crosses his heart and mimes zipping his lips with a lopsided smile that dims shortly thereafter. “Does she hate you because you love Ronin, or because you’re you?” The question is quiet, tentative. Curious in the way Pandora was, when he’d been raised drunk on Safrin’s starlight, her follower’s whispers his bedtime stories. What darkness could that light possibly hide?
“I don’t think I’m that strong yet,” he begs off with a strained laugh, remembering the little star earrings in Safrin’s gentle hands and feeling strangely conflicted as he pierces the shovel head into the dirt again. Making a small perimeter before attempting to dislodge the fern. “But I wouldn’t want to put you in danger, so,” he crosses his heart and mimes zipping his lips with a lopsided smile that dims shortly thereafter. “Does she hate you because you love Ronin, or because you’re you?” The question is quiet, tentative. Curious in the way Pandora was, when he’d been raised drunk on Safrin’s starlight, her follower’s whispers his bedtime stories. What darkness could that light possibly hide?
but you drain me out if I get too much
