kaimana
they say we are what we are, but we don't have to be
His declaration that he won't let the lack of memory drag him down makes you grin and nod encouragingly, fully agreeing with that plan. You rarely let things get you on, at least not for long, though whether you're truly that forgiving or because you have the attention span of a golden retriever remains open for debate.
Tilting your head, you hum a thoughtful note, the mushroom moving jauntily to your tuneless song. Suddenly you lean forward, reaching out to put your hand over his. Meeting Oliver's blue eyes intently, your own brown gaze is empathetic and warm. "Sounds like you got a past an' a present an' you gotta decide which one is you." This is rather shockingly sage advice from someone like you, but occasionally it happens. For a moment you seem much older than your age, and wiser. Like a Demigod ought to be.
Then the moment shatters and you laugh, leaning back and springing to your feet with a sudden, exuberant explosion of movement. "I'm gonna go observe some other people!" you announce brightly, once again nothing more than a youth. "Come an' see me when you get more memories if ya want!" With a friendly wave you spin on your heel, making your way in an entirely random direction, the mushroom dancing in memory mud a reminder that Rae was, in a way, here.
Tilting your head, you hum a thoughtful note, the mushroom moving jauntily to your tuneless song. Suddenly you lean forward, reaching out to put your hand over his. Meeting Oliver's blue eyes intently, your own brown gaze is empathetic and warm. "Sounds like you got a past an' a present an' you gotta decide which one is you." This is rather shockingly sage advice from someone like you, but occasionally it happens. For a moment you seem much older than your age, and wiser. Like a Demigod ought to be.
Then the moment shatters and you laugh, leaning back and springing to your feet with a sudden, exuberant explosion of movement. "I'm gonna go observe some other people!" you announce brightly, once again nothing more than a youth. "Come an' see me when you get more memories if ya want!" With a friendly wave you spin on your heel, making your way in an entirely random direction, the mushroom dancing in memory mud a reminder that Rae was, in a way, here.
