JUDE
you're like the sun, you wake me up
"You think so?" There's something yearning and hungry in his tone, desperate for encouragement he has already received in passing from that comment. His ears bleed carmine with shame once he catches himself doing it, and he thunks the shovelhead into the earth a little harder to try and make the buzzing sensation of the emotion silence itself.
Even with his hands and eyes occupied, Jude's ears are expressly tuned toward Remi. "Ludo is the only herald I haven't met," he admits, though he's unsure if Dygra counts as a herald or if she is on the same level as the big three. It feels like a slightly safer topic than continuing to ask why? "I always thought about visiting it, but with my parents..." Jude shrugs limply, communicating clearly that familial expectation had ensnared him from a young age. "We're all told the right gifts to bring and what each herald signifies, but how do you know which one is right for you?" Had Remi ever prayed to Safrin before the chasm between them was formed? Jude levers his shovel handle to begin wiggling the plant loose, fretful and regretful for it given his abysmal small talk.
Even with his hands and eyes occupied, Jude's ears are expressly tuned toward Remi. "Ludo is the only herald I haven't met," he admits, though he's unsure if Dygra counts as a herald or if she is on the same level as the big three. It feels like a slightly safer topic than continuing to ask why? "I always thought about visiting it, but with my parents..." Jude shrugs limply, communicating clearly that familial expectation had ensnared him from a young age. "We're all told the right gifts to bring and what each herald signifies, but how do you know which one is right for you?" Had Remi ever prayed to Safrin before the chasm between them was formed? Jude levers his shovel handle to begin wiggling the plant loose, fretful and regretful for it given his abysmal small talk.
but you drain me out if I get too much
