With permission to be ignorant, and allow themselves to grow in that manner, he persisted in maneuvering around the front, clasping the remaining pieces together. If Caido had taught him anything at all, it was that they eventually found their way – whether it be through chaos, or nurturing notions together. He didn’t expect the former, but more so the latter in their case, with patience, fortitude, grit, determination, and might; the way they settled into most things. “There. What do you think?” He mustered, stepping back again so she could gain the full view.
Girl names were going to muster other opinions, and while he leaned against the wall, surveying his handiwork and waiting for her opinion, his head tilted, glancing at the neat scrawls in her notebook. “I do not mind any of those,” with some connotations aside in their meanings. He let them sit in his head for a moment, not finding any flaws, before posturing some of his own, lilting them into the air with his deep grumble. “Delaney. Daphne. Diana.”
Girl names were going to muster other opinions, and while he leaned against the wall, surveying his handiwork and waiting for her opinion, his head tilted, glancing at the neat scrawls in her notebook. “I do not mind any of those,” with some connotations aside in their meanings. He let them sit in his head for a moment, not finding any flaws, before posturing some of his own, lilting them into the air with his deep grumble. “Delaney. Daphne. Diana.”
deimos
Never let them drain the river of your soul
