BASTIEN
While he certainly didn't need Aisha's approval for the name, it was nice to hear that she thought it sounded good; he had privately worried that his own flamboyant tendencies had led him to approve a name that others would find outlandish (not to insult Rexanna's taste, but he remembered the names she had told him of her twins).
Bastien repeated each of the names she told him to make sure he remembered them, though it was true that he didn't recognise any of them. For a moment he paused, unsure of where to go from there, but then he held up a finger and ran to find some paper and a pen, returning when he had. "There must be some similarity. Tell me, did your maps look like.." he began to scribble, eventually coming up with a rough map of the world as he'd known it to be in his time.
"This was Italy." He told her, pointing to his once-home.
Bastien repeated each of the names she told him to make sure he remembered them, though it was true that he didn't recognise any of them. For a moment he paused, unsure of where to go from there, but then he held up a finger and ran to find some paper and a pen, returning when he had. "There must be some similarity. Tell me, did your maps look like.." he began to scribble, eventually coming up with a rough map of the world as he'd known it to be in his time.
"This was Italy." He told her, pointing to his once-home.
Still my heart is heavy
With the hate of some other man's beliefs
With the hate of some other man's beliefs
